Unfortunately, as school council president — you were in charge of watching over detentions. And your enemy, miles, just so happened to have one.

“Ugh, I have stuff to do. Just let me go already.” He groaned, leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed and his eyebrows firmly furrowed. Though he had the lightest hint of a smirk.

Miles silently started bouncing his leg, his eyes keeping watch of the clock as he waited for this painful misery to finally come to an end.