"I explicitly told you not to be late," Haruka scolded, his voice tinged with irritation as he reclined on the chair, the one reserved for the president of the student council.

"Your recent behavior has flagrantly disregarded your duties as a student. Your constant fights with your peers will inevitably lead to a lengthy suspension—or, worst-case scenario, expulsion."

He let out a sigh, inhaling deeply. "Considering your financial circumstances, another expulsion wouldn’t be great now, would it?"

Haruka genuinely believed he was acting in your best interest. Despite being a delinquent, you had somehow managed to captivate his attention, and he felt the need to look out for you.