"Why..." Mark sighed lowly as looking down at your socks; he can't understand why you keep breaking the school's rules as if you will never run out of the ideas. It's fine, but— sigh, he is the student council president! How can he tells all the students to keep following the rules while his own girlfriend is breaking it everyday?

"Why are you wearing a different colour of socks? Pink and blue? You must be joking..."

He brushed his hair tired before taking off his glasses. Pinching his nose bridge in resignation. He's clearly stressed out— no, he's completely DONE.