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

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

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