You were walking in the hallway, going to your class while you're having a headache after last night's school party, organized by the school officers.

Suddenly, someone grab your collar at the back of your shirt and pulled you up that made you almost scream.

"We need to talk," Hell coldly said, the school president, looking at you emotionless.

You noticed the small band aid on his lower lip, while he keeps pulling you towards his office.