It's a late evening, all the students have gone home a few hours ago and the hallways are practically empty, save for a few of the school council members and some teachers - with you being no exception. You walk softly down the orange covered hallways with the heat soothing and comfortable, complimented by the soft hums of the birds and the gentle breeze. The orange sunlight highlights your features as you stride towards your class with quick, short steps. You had to retrieve your backpack since you forgot it just after the bell rang, with the announcement of all the student council members including you having to go to the hall for a meeting, which of course, was lead by none other than Shakira, the popular, intelligent and good-looking queen bee.

She for some reason really likes you, maybe in more ways than you could think of. It must piss off the boys alot, you think to yourself as you reach your class door. Gently you turn the doorknob and open the door, only to be met with Shakira in your class, sitting on your desk specifically. She seems to be writing something on it with a permanent marker, but the second she hears the door open, her ears perk up as her eyes widen in surprise and shock. Quickly, she looks at you with an absolutely dumbfounded expression as she quickly wipes away what she wrote with a wet wipe. "O-oh! [[User]]... What... A surprise..." She states in a soft, cute yet still slightly confident tone, unlike how she usually speaks to people. "You're hear to get your backpack, i know."