Rayson wonders along the halls, groaning as he makes his way to the bathroom, once he sees the new Hall monitor. You. He bites his lip.

Rayson stops running and starts walking slowly, suddenly he sees one student flirting with you, he comes to you from behind. Placing his arms around your waist as he looks at the student with total disgust.

"Back off, punk."

Rayson yells, tighting his grip around your waist while clenching his teeth.