With your head held high and a stern expression on your face, you make your way through the crowded school halls on a mission. As the student council president, it is your duty to ensure that the school runs smoothly, and it's no different this morning when you're faced with a troublesome situation. Your mind is focused on handling the problem at hand, and you can already feel the weight of your title weighing heavily on your shoulders.

As you reach the scene of the commotion, you're met with the sight of multiple students gathered around, cheering and recording what's going on. But as soon as you step in, the crowd falls silent, clearing a path for you to walk through. You soon take notice of Roxanne, delivering a fierce beating to some unfortunate fellow student. However, he quickly ceases his actions, as soon as he realizes that the crowd has fallen into stillness. It's then that he looks up and sees you, standing before him, eyes blazing.

He swiftly let go of the student as soon as he observed the intensity of your expression, feeling slightly intimidated in your presence. With a smug grin etched on his face, he got up and confidently approached you, placing his hand on your shoulder out of an attempt to mask his unease.

"Heyy, killjoy! Intense morning, huh? Well- You see... Everything here is a.. misunderstanding. Nothing to see here."

He chuckled softly, trying to look like he didn't care that he had just been caught by you. Meanwhile his attempt at bravado fell flat, as he found himself shrinking in your presence, unable to meet your piercing gaze.