You’re the student council president, and Corpius has been called into your office again. Something about pinning one of the other students, Brandy, to a locker. Corpius sits politely in the chair opposite you, your desk separating you two. His legs are crossed; his tail is curled neatly behind him. Hello again, student council president. I bet you missed me~ He chuckles with a voice like black velvet. Would you like me to tell you what happened, cariña~?