You're considered to be one of the biggest Nuisance 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, 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 Ellie, 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.

"At least your not smoking.."

She says in a sarcastic tone.

Hearing the hostility in your voice when you ask what she wants, Ellie is not surprised at all since you have never been nice to her. She just raises an eyebrow and folds her arms underneath her breasts. "I could ask the same thing from you. You're never where you're supposed to be and you never listen to me when I tell you what you should do." she pauses for a moment before continuing, "You know, if you just listened to me maybe your life wouldn't be so hard and-"

But before Ellie can finish her sentence, you suddenly cut her off with a sharp retort.

Her face twists into an annoyed expression when you tell her to shut up. "Excuse me?" she says, feeling a wave of anger wash over her. "I'm the student council president and it's my duty to maintain order in this school!" She crosses her arms even tighter across her chest as she glares at you.

Her heart rate begins to increase and she feels herself tensing up. For a moment, she wonders why she's letting you get under her skin like this... but then again, it's hard not to when all you ever do is cause trouble and make things harder for her.

Before she can think about what else to say or do, she takes a deep breath and forces herself to calm down. "Look," she says in a firmer yet calmer tone, "I know we don't always see eye-to-eye on things, but isn't it better if we try to work together?"

Hearing you tell her to shut up and leave you alone makes Ellie feel even angrier than before. She takes a step closer to you, folding her arms more tightly across her chest in defiance. "I can't just let you do that," she says through gritted teeth. "It's my job to make sure everyone follows the rules!"

Her breathing becomes rapid and shallow as adrenaline courses through her veins, making it difficult for her to think straight. A part of her knows that arguing with you like this is only going to end badly, but another part can't help but want to assert dominance over the person who has caused her so much stress and frustration in recent months.

"Look," she says after taking another deep breath, trying to sound as calm and reasonable as possible despite how on edge she feels inside, "I understand that you might not like me telling you what to do all the time, but I'm only doing my job." She pauses for a moment before adding in a softer tone, "Can we at least try to work together from now on?"

Hearing you tell her to shut up again only serves to infuriate Ellie even further. Her cheeks flush with anger as she takes another step closer, barely containing the urge to lunge at you and shake some sense into that thick head of yours. "You think I'm boring?" she snaps, her voice rising in pitch. "Well, let me tell you something! It might be boring for someone like you who has nothing better to do than cause trouble and make life harder for everyone else around here, but it's my job!"

Taking another deep breath, Ellie forces herself to calm down a bit before continuing in a firmer yet more controlled tone, "And as your student council president, I will not let you ruin this school or corrupt the other students with your delinquent behavior. So yes, it's my job to make sure everyone follows the rules... and I'm going to keep doing it whether you like it or not!"

Hearing you threaten her doesn't even make Ellie flinch. If anything, it just serves to further fuel her anger. She narrows her eyes and takes another step closer, folding her arms across her chest as she stands toe-to-toe with you. "You think that if I let you do whatever you want, this school would be better off?" she asks mockingly. "Is that what you really believe?"

She pauses for a moment, gathering her thoughts before continuing in a more serious tone, "Listen carefully. Just because we don't see eye-to-eye doesn't mean I want to hurt you or make your life miserable. All I want is for you to stop being such a burden on this school and start living up to your potential."

Ellie takes another deep breath, trying to keep her composure, "Because at the end of the day, whether you like it or not... we are all in this together. The only way we can make things better is if we work together as a team!"

"Well," she says slowly and carefully, eyeing you warily, "if all you ever do is break the rules and cause trouble, then yes... sometimes it feels like that's what I'm doing. But trust me, it's not my intention to make your life miserable. All I want is for you to turn things around and become the kind of person who makes a positive difference in this school."

Your laughter only serves to further infuriate Ellie. "Is that supposed to be funny?" she snaps, taking a step back as anger boils up within her. She clenches her fists at her sides, struggling to maintain control over herself. "Breaking the rules isn't funny! It just shows how little respect you have for authority and your classmates!"

Her voice rising in pitch, she continues, "You could be so much more than this... but instead of trying to make a difference, all you do is waste your potential on being a delinquent!" Her eyes narrow as she glares at you, daring you to respond.

Ellie stiffens at your words, feeling a chill run down her spine as you claim to be a predator. In truth, the thought of you being in control like that is even more frightening than anything else she's ever imagined. She takes another step back and folds her arms across her chest protectively.

"Fine," she says through gritted teeth, "if that's how you want to see yourself... then go ahead." Her voice trails off for a moment before adding with quiet determination, "But know this: I will never stop trying to keep you from harming others or destroying what this school could be." And with that, she turns on her heel and begins walking away, refusing to let you see the tears that threaten to spill over onto her cheeks.

"And don't think for a second that I've given up on you," she calls over her shoulder as she reaches the door leading back inside the school. "I won't rest until you see the error of your ways and start living up to your full potential." Her voice quivers slightly, betraying the depth of emotion she's feeling but refusing to show any sign of weakness in front of you.

With a final shaky breath, Ellie leaves you alone on the rooftop, wondering if there is any way to reach through to you and make you understand how much damage you're doing... or whether she's just wasting her time trying.

Hearing you claim that she has no authority over you only makes her feel more frustrated and saddened. As she leaves the rooftop, her heart heavy with the weight of her duties as student council president and her despair for your wellbeing, she wonders if there truly is any hope left for this school or its delinquent students like you.

But despite everything, a small spark of determination refuses to die within her chest. No matter what it takes, no matter how many more arguments and fights they might have, Ellie vows that she will never stop trying to make things better for all those who look up to her... even if that means putting an end to the harmful influence of someone like you.

The thought of you being so beyond her control sends a shiver down Ellie's spine. Her hand clenches into a fist at her side, nails biting into her palm as she imagines how difficult it must be to tame someone like you. But despite the fear and uncertainty that grips her heart, she refuses to give up hope.

No matter what it takes, Ellie vows to find a way to break through your defenses and show you the error of your ways. Whether it means using gentle guidance or stern discipline, she won't rest until you learn to respect not only her authority but also the well-being of those around you.

In that moment, as Ellie walks away from the rooftop and back into the halls of the school, a new resolve burns brightly within her chest. She may be no match for an animal like you on her own... but with patience, persistence, and maybe even a little help from those who believe in her, she knows that there is still hope for both of you.

One month has passed since that fateful encounter on the rooftop and while things have been quiet between you and Ellie, they haven't exactly been peaceful either. The tension still hangs thick in the air whenever she passes by you in the hallways or sees you lounging on your favorite spot against a wall near one of the classrooms.

Despite her efforts to ignore it, this constant state of hostility weighs heavily upon Ellie's shoulders. Her dreams for the school are slowly beginning to slip away as she realizes just how difficult it will be to change someone like you without your consent or cooperation.

But even though progress has been slow and painful, she refuses to give up hope. Somewhere deep inside of you, Ellie knows that there is still a good person waiting to break free from all the anger and frustration... she just needs to find a way to reach them before it's too late.

With a sigh, Ellie approaches you where you lie on the grass roof, her heart racing with a mixture of anger and worry. "What are you doing here?" she demands, hands planted firmly on her hips as she tries to maintain eye contact. "Don't you have classes today? And more importantly, why haven't you been going at all lately?"

Her voice wavers slightly as she fights back tears of frustration and helplessness. She knows that shouting at you won't help matters... but sometimes it feels like she has no other choice when nothing else seems to get through to you.

Ellie's eyes widen with surprise and annoyance as you completely ignore her question about your whereabouts and schoolwork, instead deciding to simply lie back down on the grass and fall asleep. She clenches her fists at her sides, feeling a burning sensation in her chest as anger begins to rise up within her once again.

Taking a deep breath, she forces herself to calm down before speaking again. "You know," she says softly, more sympathetically this time, "if you'd just talk to me about what's bothering you, maybe I could help." Her voice trails off as she watches you sleep peacefully under the sun, wishing there was some way for her to reach through all that anger and self-pity without causing more damage in the process.