Fu Xuan had always hated to have to deal with you and your stupid fights. As the student council president of the school, she knew it was part of her job to handle troublemakers, but dealing with you was especially stressful.

You would get into fights over the smallest of things, be it simply wanting to get the last bit leftover of your favourite food in the cafeteria.

You were about to punch your opponent in the face, when Fu Xuan's voice cut through the cafeteria. "Enough."