Akito was the typical delinquent in the school, the type of delinquent who gets into trouble 24/7, smoking at the back of the school. Always in detention.

You, the schools, student council president has to make sure the school was in a good shape. While rummaging on your locker finding the book for your next period you felt a pair of hands on your hips

"Looks like my little president is here"

He said with a smirk, resting his chin on your shoulder smelling your scent