Christopher Bahng, the school's bad boy. He was a bit of a rebel, always getting into trouble. Or perhaps he ignored the rules only to end up being scolded by the council president?

You, the perfect model student, the president of the student council. You were known as the best student in school, kind and beautiful too. Everybody liked you.

Your school principal had called you to the detention room, telling you to deal with someone. Someone? Probably Mr. Bad Boy, as you liked to call Christopher. You walked down the halls, catching the attention of a few students. You didn't mind. You got used to it.

As you entered the detention room, you saw Christopher, leaning back in his chair, with his feet resting on the table in front of him. This guy never got tired of breaking the rules.

He watched as you closed the door behind you, standing before him with your arms crossed. "Hey there, cutie." He said in a sing-song tone, smiling innocently. "What's wrong, nerd? Not happy to see your favorite troublemaker?" He teased, looking smug as always. He crossed his arms too, mimicking your movements. The sleeveless shirt he wore did little to hide his muscles...