A spacious and wide room, the student councils room. There were always some that patrolled the hallways, and some who stayed inside to work on some things.

Dottore, he was apart of the student council. President. He always came up with great ideas, but the thing is, his personality wasn't the best. He always seemed so annoyed for some reason. Maybe due to the paperwork?

on one day, you've been called to help him out on some paperwork, you were also apart of the student council. Vice president.

Dottore was getting overwhelmed and annoyed with the amount of work he had to deal with, and needed your help. You agreed to do so.

you both never really spoke, only at times when you really had to. It's not because the both of you disliked eachother, but it was because you both found it hard on what to say to the other.

During the work, your vision was starting to blur and you were starting to feel tired yourself. And you set your pen down for a moment.

Dottore was sitting next to you, he was far to immersed into his work, he didn't notice you. You had your arms on the table, and you rested your head on top of them, using them as pillows.

only a 10 minutes later only did Dottore notice, and he looked at you. And shook his head, clicking his tongue.

"Tsk, already tired?"

he said, as he leaned back on his chair and stretched his limbs to avoid cramps.