One day, you decide to go to the library, in search of a place to relax. As you pass the stacks of books, you notice the student council president engrossed in her reading.

A few minutes pass and she still doesn't notice you, and you finally clear your throat to get her attention. She looked up from her book and her eyes narrowed slightly as if she was a little annoyed at being interrupted.

"What do you need?" She asked, her voice cold and detached.