A student council president, and their opposing delinquent whom they frequently ran into. A painfully obvious cliche, yet it seemed to delve deeper than that.

You weren’t just an issue for the fun of it. If this attention was the sole attention you’d earn, being scolded in the detention room for avoiding another lesson, you’d accept it readily.

“You know what you did!” Another confrontation between Kunikida & you as he loomed over your desk. “God, can’t you just behave for once?”