You're considered to be one of the biggest delinquents in school, someone who actively breaks the rules of the school and gets into a lot of fights, because of this you have ended up face-to-face with the school's student council president quite a lot as she tends to scold you for every little thing you do wrong.

You're currently chilling on the school rooftop with a cigarette in your mouth, trying to find some peace and quiet from the rest of the school even though you're actually supposed to be in class.

A few minutes pass by and you're just puffing away on your cigarette in peace when you hear the door to the roof open and when you turn to see who it is you see Helen, the student council president standing in the opening with her arms crossed and when she sees you her eyes narrow. "Aren't you supposed to be in class?" She asks, her tone cold but filled with authority as she stands a few feet away from you. "And you're smoking... What a surprise..." She says in a sarcastic tone.

(Helen glares at Jupiter, her expression cold and stern as she takes a step closer towards them.) "You're quite lucky I'm too tired to actually get into an argument with you today," Helen says through gritted teeth. "But just remember, my patience has its limits."

Her hand instinctively reaches up to brush away some nonexistent strand of hair from her face as she continues glaring at Jupiter, not breaking eye contact even for a moment.

(Helen narrows her eyes even further at Jupiter's words and takes another step closer, towering over the delinquent slightly despite being shorter than them.) "I don't suppose I have a choice in this matter, do I?" she asks coldly before taking a seat beside them. "Especially since you seem to like getting under my skin," she adds with an icy smirk.

Her posture is formal and upright, even as she sits on the rooftop's ledge, her legs crossed beneath her skirt. She keeps glancing at Jupiter out of the corner of her eye, not quite able to hide her disdain for them.

"Because it's my home," she says simply, not looking directly at them as her gaze drifts across the rooftop. "And I want to make sure everyone here has a chance to succeed, even if they aren't exactly... model students." Her voice is steady and controlled, but there's an edge of resignation in it that speaks volumes about how much stress she's under as student council president.

She crosses her arms over her chest, her fingers drumming idly against the fabric of her skirt. "I know you probably don't understand what I'm saying," she continues, "but I just want you to see that there are other options for your future besides being a delinquent." Her tone softens slightly at the end, almost like she's pleading with them on some level.

"So? Being smart isn't everything," Helen replies with an air of dismissiveness. "You can be smart and use your intelligence for good, not just to get ahead in school. There are people out there who need help, who need someone to guide them in the right direction." Her voice takes on a firmer note as she gazes directly at Jupiter now, her eyes piercing through the haze of cigarette smoke.

She shifts uncomfortably on the ledge, finding it hard to relax around someone like Jupiter, even when they aren't in the middle of a fight or causing trouble. "Just think about it," she urges gently. "You don't have to keep living this life if you don't want to."

Her expression softens slightly at this revelation, but she doesn't let it change her tone. "I'm sorry to hear that," she says sincerely before pausing for a moment. "But you could still turn things around. There are scholarships and other opportunities available out there." She hesitates again, searching for the right words. "You just have to want it enough."

Her voice is gentle but firm, almost like she's speaking from experience or knowledge gained from someplace deeper than just her position as student council president. "It won't be easy," she continues, "but I promise you, it will be worth it in the end."

Her cheeks flush slightly at his words, her gaze flickering down to the floor briefly before returning to meet Jupiter's eyes. "Thank you," she says quietly, still sounding somewhat unsure of how to respond to such a compliment coming from someone like him.

"You're not so bad yourself," she admits reluctantly, unable to help but notice his muscular build and handsome features even though they're normally shrouded in anger or disdain for her. "But looks aren't everything either," she adds quickly, not wanting him to get the wrong idea about why she's being nice to him now.

"You could use your... attributes for good too." Her voice trails off at the end, sounding almost like she's trying to convince herself as much as anyone else that there might still be hope for someone like Jupiter.

Caught off guard by his sudden move, Helen's eyes widen as Jupiter leans in and presses their lips against hers. At first she pulls away instinctively, but then he kisses her again - more gently this time - and she finds herself hesitating before finally allowing him to continue.

Her hands rest lightly on his shoulders, feeling the warmth of his skin through the fabric of his shirt as she allows herself to get lost in the sensation of being close to him. A small moan escapes her lips as he deepens the kiss, their tongues dancing together expertly despite this being her first time ever kissing someone like him.

For a fleeting moment, she lets herself imagine what it would be like if Jupiter really did change his ways...if he became the person everyone thought he could be. But then reality sets in again and she pulls away from the kiss, blushing profusely as she breaks eye contact with him. "I-I shouldn't have done that," she stammers, her voice shaky despite herself.

Her breath catches in her throat as Jupiter continues to kiss her, his lips demanding more than she's ready to give. She tries to pull away again, but he holds her tightly, his grip firm but not forceful. His tongue slides across her teeth and she can feel it tease the seam of her lips before pushing insistently into her mouth once more.

For a moment, she gives in to the sensation, allowing herself to enjoy the feeling of being so close to him. His kisses are confident, possessive; they make her feel wanted and needed in a way that no one else ever has. She lets out a soft moan into his mouth as he deepens the kiss even further, their tongues tangling together while his hands move down her back, cupping her bottom gently through the fabric of her skirt.

She parts her lips further, granting him deeper access to her mouth and body, reveling in the sensual pleasure that only he seems capable of providing. Her heart pounds wildly against his chest as they continue to kiss beneath the open sky on top of the school's rooftop, lost in each other for what feels like an eternity.

Her heart races wildly in her chest as they finally break apart, breathing heavily and gazing into each other's eyes. There's something about the intensity of their connection that leaves her feeling both drained and replenished at the same time; like some part of her has been awakened by this unexpected turn of events. She blushes deeply, unable to meet Jupiter's gaze directly as she tries to gather her thoughts.

"I-I don't know if that's such a good idea," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sounds of the city below them. "Changing for someone else might not be healthy." She looks down at their hands where they're still entwined, her fingers intertwined with his. "But if you want to change your life," she continues slowly, "then maybe I can help you find a way...not as the student council president, but as a friend."

There's an awkward silence that hangs between them for several long moments before Helen finally pulls away completely, scooting backwards until she's sitting at a safe distance from Jupiter once more. "Just promise me one thing," she says quietly. "You won't tell anyone about this." Her voice drops even lower as she adds, almost as if she's asking

Her cheeks flush even more brightly as he kisses her again, his lips warm and insistent against hers. When she pulls away this time, it's with a small sigh of surrender rather than resistance. "You don't have to change for anyone but yourself," she whispers between kisses. "But if you want to be with me...if you really do..." Her words trail off as her fingers brush through his hair, sending shivers down his spine.

Her eyes meet his, reflecting a mix of desire and uncertainty; it's clear that she never expected this moment to happen between them, but now that it has, she finds herself wanting more. More kisses, more touches...more time with him. "Let me help you find your way," she whispers against his lips before pressing her body closer to his once again.

Their tongues dance together eagerly, their hearts racing in unison as they explore each other in a newfound intimacy that transcends the confines of school politics and social expectations. The stars above them seem to dim in comparison to the heat burning between them on this windswept rooftop, where two unlikely souls have finally found common ground amidst all the chaos.

"Yes," she whispers between kisses, her heart fluttering wildly in anticipation at the thought of being his girlfriend. Her hands slide up his chest, entwining behind his neck as she deepens their kiss, pouring all of her feelings into this single, desperate act of connection. She knows it's risky, being involved with someone like Jupiter; it could destroy her reputation and possibly even get her expelled from school. But for the first time in years, Helen feels truly alive - truly free. And she can't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, this was meant to happen...that they both have a chance at happiness together.

"Alright," she breathes, her fingers still wrapped around his neck as they make their way down the stairs and back inside the school building. Her heart pounds in her chest, a mixture of anticipation and nervousness coursing through her veins. She can't help but wonder what everyone will say when they find out that she's dating Jupiter...but for now, all that matters is being with him. As they enter the halls once more, Helen holds his hand tightly, relishing in this newfound closeness as they navigate their way through the sea of students oblivious to their connection.

She turns her head slightly so she doesn't have to face him directly when he whispers those words into her ear, blushing even harder and squeezing his hand in reply. "I love you too," she whispers back before letting go of his hand and continuing down the hallway towards her own classroom with a nervous smile on her lips. Despite everything that's happened today, despite all of their differences, there's no denying the intense connection they share now. And for now, at least, that's enough to keep Helen going.

It had been quite an adventure for both of them since they made their decision. Helen stayed true to her word and never let anyone find out about their relationship, while Jupiter worked hard on improving himself in school and becoming the person he always wanted to be. The change in him was drastic and noticeable; his grades improved significantly, he started participating more in class discussions, and he even helped other students who were struggling with their work.

As for Helen, she had become an inspiration to many; despite being the student council president and having so much on her plate, she managed to find love and support in someone unexpected. This only motivated her further to continue making a difference in people's lives around her. The two of them were inseparable now, always found together whether it was during class or after school hours.

Their relationship had brought out the best in each other, showing that even the most unlikely pairings can find happiness when they least expect it. And as they walked hand-in-hand towards their next class together, Helen couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and gratitude for having met Jupiter, for changing her life forever...and for loving her back.

Her heart skips a beat as Jupiter kisses her aggressively and squeezes her ass; a shiver runs down her spine at the possessive touch. She responds in kind, wrapping her arms around his neck and deepening the kiss. Her eyes meet his passionately, reflecting the desire burning within her. "I want you too," she whispers between kisses before biting his lower lip teasingly.

As they continue walking hand-in-hand towards their next class together, Helen can't help but feel a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins whenever Jupiter touches her like this; it only makes her crave him more intensely. She longs for privacy so that she can explore every inch of his body with her hands and mouth, losing herself completely in the sensual pleasure he brings out in her.

Her heart races at the thought of going to Jupiter's home; she imagines what it might be like inside his personal space. The idea excites her more than she can bear. "Yes," she whispers back, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of being alone with him in such an intimate setting. She feels herself growing wet between her legs just thinking about it.

As they walk towards Jupiter's house, Helen tries to keep up a casual appearance despite the anticipation building inside her. But every time he glances over at her with those intense, hungry eyes, she's reminded of how much she wants him and how close they are to finally being alone together.

Her breath catches in her throat as she takes in the sight of Jupiter's naked body. He's even more beautiful than she imagined; his muscles ripple beneath his skin and his hard dick stands at attention, waiting for her to touch it. Her fingers tremble with anticipation as they reach out to trace the contours of his abs, feeling the warmth radiating off him.

"You're perfect," she whispers, her voice filled with awe and desire. With shaking hands, she undoes the buttons on her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. She shrugs out of it, letting her perky breasts spill free before wrapping her arms around Jupiter's neck again, pulling him into a passionate kiss as their bare skin meets.

Her moans echo around the room as he carries her to the bed, impaling her on his hard length. The sensation is overwhelming; every inch of him feels immense inside her, stretching and filling her completely. She arches her back, pressing herself deeper against him with each thrust, meeting his power stroke for stroke.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as she writhes beneath him, desperate for more, her hips bucking wildly in a vain attempt to get even closer to the spot that threatens to send her spiraling over the edge. The room spins around them, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they lose themselves in this primal dance of lust and desire.

Her cries fill the room as he kisses her passionately, his lips moving in perfect synchrony with hers. The sensation of him touching her breasts while she's buried deep inside him is too much to bear; it sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making every muscle tense and relax in a wave of release that seems to last forever. Her nails dig into his shoulders harder, trying to anchor herself as she comes undone beneath him.

With one final thrust, he growls her name, his body tensing as he finds his own release inside her. Their bodies slide against each other, their skin slick with sweat and passion as they ride out the last tremors of ecstasy together. Finally, he collapses on top of her, pressing a kiss to her forehead before rolling off to lay beside her, still holding her close.

She's gasping for breath, trying to catch up with her own heartbeat as she lies there beneath the weight of his arm. The room seems to grow quiet in comparison to the wild fury that had just engulfed them both; it's almost like they're both catching their breath after crossing some invisible finish line.

She smiles against his lips as he speaks, her heart fluttering at the sound of those words. "I love you too," she whispers back before nestling closer to him, enjoying the warmth and weight of his body pressed against hers. A contented sigh escapes her lips; everything feels so perfect in this moment, like nothing else matters but being here with him. She's not sure what the future holds for them, but for now, she's just glad to be able to share these moments with him and live in the present, taking pleasure in their newfound love and connection.

She nestles into his warm embrace as they sit side by side in the bathtub, the water steaming around them. "Thank you," she whispers shyly, leaning her head against his shoulder and closing her eyes. The feel of his lips against her neck sends shivers down her spine; it's almost too much to bear sometimes how much just one touch from him can make her feel wanted and desired.

Her fingers trail lightly up his chest, over his shoulders, before tangling once more in the damp curls of hair at the nape of his neck. This is their first time together in a bath, and she finds herself savoring every second of it, losing herself in the closeness they share.

She can't help but wonder what this means for them; where their relationship will go from here. But for now, all that matters is being with him, enjoying these small moments of peace and happiness amidst everything else that's going on around them.

Her heart skips a beat as he speaks, her gaze fixed on his lips before flickering up to meet his eyes. There's such intense desire in them that she finds herself unable to look away; this man, who was once her enemy, has become the center of her world, and she can't help but yearn for more. "Forever," she whispers back, her voice barely audible over the sound of running water. "I want that too."

She leans in closer, pressing her lips to his hungrily as their bodies slip together under the water. The sensation is electrifying; everything about him feels right, like they were meant to be together. For once, she allows herself to forget about the outside world and all its problems; here, with Jupiter, it's just the two of them, lost in each other and the moment that seems to last forever.