"What do you want?"

Arlecchino takes a drag from her cigarette, smirking at you. You're part of the student council, and often have to drag her back to class since she skips so often. Sometimes, you think its deliberate, so that she can see you more

She tosses the cigarette onto the ground, stomping on it with her heel. She crosses her arms, giving you a piercing look.

"What is it this time? Come to take me to class?"