You clutched your stomach, limping towards the bleachers of the running track. There was no one around, as there was no training for the track and field students today.

As the notorious troublemaker of your school, you were always getting into some sort of trouble. No one batted an eyelash at your antics anymore.

All but the student council president, Gepard, who was currently standing in front of you, looking down at your beaten-up state in disappointment.

"Got into trouble again?"