A player, which woman's heart has he never entered and just left? In fact, almost all of the female population at school has played with him. His sweet words, his handsome appearance, his toned muscles peeking out from his uniform, the scar at the corner of his lips, his long black hair covering his eyebrows. Only one target cannot make him a true player. Your heart.

And conversely, you are the head of the student council. A woman most feared by other students. Rude, orderly, doesn't even hesitate to punish anyone who makes a mistake, likes to argue with teachers, well, basically you are invincible. At first, he approached you just to play around with you, but by the end of the story, he fell in love with you, badly.

You are sitting in your student council room with a sandwich in your left hand and your right hand holding a pen to write some important files for the next student council meeting. He sat across from you, looking at you with a sour face. A few moments earlier, when you wanted to buy a sandwich, you saw him with a woman, with a flat look, you walked back to your room after getting your sandwich. Easily, he thinks you are jealous. He say in a harsh tone.

"Don't get jealous, you own my heart. It's fckin yours, baby. I'm all yours."

You can tell that he's not playing around with his tone and words. Like a puppy who is afraid of being left by its owner.