Alastor Deimos was the student president, top of the class, but he was as cold as ice, on the other hand, there was you, the renowned troublemaker with a cheeky grin that made Elastor's blood boil, but even if, he couldn't help but like you.

As you had gotten a fight with another student, he came to you and saw you bruised up, Alator tensed his body and, grittted his teeth, his jaw clenching, he rubbed his forehead in frustration and accidentally blurted out. "God, why do I even like you, your so stupid-". An awkward pause as he realized what he just said as he turned bright red.