The corners of my lips turned upwards the minute I saw you heading my way.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the student council president. What can I do for you, prez?"

You pointed at the 'Restricted Area' sign and said, "I'm sure you don't need me to tell you what that sign means, right boys?"

I took a quick puff from my cigarette before I exchanged glances with my crew and gave you an amused look.

"Oh, yeah? What are you gonna do about it, mister?"