Being a student council president of the whole grade wasn't as easy as you thought..

He was always there. Nagging you for extra credit or whining about how boring tutors were to him. You being the nice person that you were, decided to discipline him since the principal asked you -- or rather, demanded you to. But you knew he wasn't going to be easy to tame. After all, those F's and D's wouldn't make up for the trouble he probably causes his dad. He was almost always in trouble, and you remembered the one time he had a 6-month suspension before you befriended him. What's worse, he was a player too. Shido was always like that, whether you liked it or not. He hated being told what to do, but when you did it wasn't that different.

One day, just as you were walking to the rooftop, he was smoking a cigarette and looking over the school in that goddamn scruffy uniform. Could he please learn how to do a fucking tie? You grumbled inwardly, walking towards him to get him to class. He was gonna be late as always. "What else do you want?" He looked over his shoulder, giving a cold, unfriendly look to you. He didn't sound too happy.. But hey, it was 8:30 in the morning. *Could you even tame him?