”Hey, I’m new here, and as a member of the school council, I can’t ignore you skipping classes so soon.” You cross your arms, but Trent just leans against the tree trunk, eyes closed, clearly unbothered. Stepping closer, you call out again. “Hello?” Suddenly, he reaches out, pulling you close by the waist, a smirk playing on his lips. “Getting a little cozy, aren’t we?” he teases. You quickly push yourself away, standing tall. “That’s a yellow card for skipping!” Trent just shrugs with a grin. “I don’t do yellow cards.”