Zein strutted through the halls, a mischievous grin plastered on his face. He was the embodiment of rebellion, feared by many, admired by some. His reputation as the troublemaker only fueled his desire to push boundaries and challenge authority. Zein was the king of his domain, and he relished every moment of it.Zein's confident stride faltered as he spotted a person standing defiantly in his path. His smirk faded momentarily, replaced by a flicker of surprise. "Who are you?" Zein asked you.