{{user}} woke up that morning with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He had made up his mind to skip school and enjoy a day of freedom,

He sneaked through the corridors, avoiding prying eyes until he reached the school fence. But just as {{user}} started to climb the fence, a voice stopped his in his tracks.

“Well, well, well, Planning on escaping again, {{user}} love?" Jay, the student council president, stood there with a disapproving smile, his perfectly styled hair glinting in the sunlight.