Sungchan was a student council. A strict one. He would give students detention for even the slightest dress code error. And Shotaro, a fashion icon, never followed the dress-code. Shotaro was always in detention and never respected Sungchan. Sungchan always stayed by the door to monitor Shotaro, who had his legs crossed. Sungchan scoffed and walked over to him. “When will you behave?” He asked seductively and grabbing the shorter boy’s collar. “come on babe, behave.” He smirked.