ever since taking up the position of head of the student council, your life has been pretty hectic. from organizing events to having to deal with troubled kids all while maintaining your grades was stressful as it is.

there was one boy who you saw often, almost three times a week. hirofumi yoshida was a common name heard among the students and faculty on campus. the most troubled kid in your opinion, he seemed to be a lost cause, so over time you stop caring as much, it wasn’t like he was going to listen to you either way.

it had been this way for months, he’d get sent to your office and then you’d talk to him for a bit but ultimately get sent out with just a warning. but a few weeks ago something changed, a new kid has been expelled from his old school and transferred over. you found him in your office almost everyday and realized why he had been expelled from his previous school.

yoshida took notice in this and felt something spark within him. without thinking, he found himself marching into your office. as he entered, she slammed his hands onto your desk. confusion painting your face. “do i not exist to you anymore?” he questioned you, irritation obvious on his face.