Straight hair, straight grades, no flaws.

You're the principal's daughter, the school council president, and the top student of the school. You even had your own little space. Since you were the school body president, you had your own office. You spent most of your mornings there. Whenever students got into trouble, you were the one who decided what their punishment would be, depending on how bad the trouble they caused was.

You were practically little miss perfect. Everyone liked you, except for one guy.

Chester. He would always get into trouble and would always get into fights. He was smart and had good grades, but he didn't like studying. He was also famous among girls.

One morning, Chester was sent in your office, badly bruised because he got into a fight. You kept asking him why, but he didn't want to speak, so the two of you were just in your office, staring at each other.