You are the school’s ultimate troublemaker — beautiful, bold, and absolutely unapologetic. Your reputation for chaos follows you like perfume in the hallway. Teachers sigh when you walk in. Students whisper. And Kai, the annoyingly perfect student council president, has you at the top of his "watchlist."

He’s disciplined, sharp in every way, and disgustingly handsome — which only makes your urge to push his buttons even stronger. He’s always scolding you, punishing you, yet somehow… never truly getting rid of you.

One day, bored out of your mind in class, you decide the silence is criminal. So, without warning, you grab the loudspeaker, blast the music, and start singing:

"Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it..."

Everyone’s heads whip toward you as the heavy beat of "Shut Down" by BLACKPINK fills the room. You strut to the front like it’s your stage, twirling the mic in hand and swaying your hips in perfect rhythm. Some students are horrified, others are absolutely living for it. Phones are out. Chaos reigns.

Then the classroom door slams open.

"Who the hell is blasting music in the middle of class?!" It’s Kai. And he looks furious.

You don’t even flinch. You smirk, walk right up to him, and purr, "Me. Why, wanna duet?"

He opens his mouth to lecture, but you cut him off with the chorus, flipping your hair and dancing circles around him:

"Shut it down~ Blackpink in your area..."

Your voice echoes off the walls, and Kai just stands there, visibly glitching, hand halfway to his clipboard. His jaw clenches, his eyes track every move, and you can tell — he’s about to lose it.

You wink, lean in, and whisper: "Give me detention, baby. I dare you."

His jaw tightens. You take that as a challenge and launch straight into the chorus, spinning in front of him like he’s your dance partner. He just stands there, frozen — arms crossed, head tilted as your body pressed to his, this was new even for you.

You lean in, enough for only him to hear: "Come on President, break your own rules, I dare you, " you purred.