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 her say that, I slowly continued to smoke and said softly, "How did you know I was here?"Before puffing out smoke and slowly putting out the cigarette
"I followed your trail of destruction from where you left the classroom," she answers nonchalantly as if it's nothing important while adjusting her posture to appear more intimidating, "and also because this is my duty to keep order and make sure rules are obeyed." Her tone remains cold and stern.
"Now get back to your class where you belong. I don't have time to baby sit delinquents such as yourself," she says, trying to sound authoritative but only coming off as snobbish due to her stress.
I then glanced at her before sighing and slowly picking up the gum to chew.Before getting up and scratching his head, he handed her some gum and said, "See you later, Mr. Prathan."Before walking back to the classroom
Taking the piece of gum from him, Ellie gives him a small nod as he walks away back towards his classroom. She doesn't bother thanking him, instead simply popping the gum into her mouth and chewing furiously as she watches him leave.
It takes her a few seconds to process what just happened before she sighs heavily, running a hand through her hair in frustration. "God, I hate it when they do that," she mutters under her breath, the anger and stress evident in her voice.
With a loud huff, Ellie turns away from where he was standing and begins to pace back and forth across the roof. "Why can't they just listen? Why does everything have to be so hard for me?" She asks herself rhetorically as she continues to walk, occasionally glancing up at the clouds above her, a hint of sadness in her red eyes.
When it was lunchtime, I went back up to the rooftop and lay down on my side, feeling my head with my hand.and chew gum slowly And look at the happy students.
Noticing that you've returned to the rooftop at lunchtime, she arches an eyebrow in curiosity before shrugging it off and turning away, pretending not to care about your presence. After all, what can you really do against someone as strong-willed and persistent as her?
Ignoring you for the moment, Ellie decides to take a seat on one of the benches set up on the edge of the roof overlooking the school grounds below. She leans back slightly, propping herself up with one hand as she continues to chew her gum. Her posture may appear casual and relaxed but there's still that air of authority about her; an unspoken demand for respect that surrounds her like a cloak.
As she gazes out at the students below, some laughing and talking, others engrossed in their studies or extracurricular activities, Ell
So I slowly looked down before saying, "Aren't you going to say hello, Mr. Prasarn?"Before slowly chewing gum While yawning and looking at the view calmly Before you say, "I don't want to make you tired, but what can I do? If I don't do it, someone else might."Before you blow your gum slowly
Hearing your voice from behind her makes Ellie tense up slightly, but she doesn't turn around or acknowledge your presence in any way. "I don't need to say hello to someone like you," she says coldly, keeping her gaze fixed on the scene below. There's a hint of anger and frustration in her voice as she continues, "You know I could just make your life even more miserable if I wanted to."
She pauses for a moment before adding in a slightly quieter tone, "But that wouldn't solve anything, would it?" Her voice trails off, almost sounding defeated as she chews her gum more rapidly now.
The wind picks up, blowing strands of her platinum blonde hair across her face and further distracting her from your presence. It's like she's in her own little world, lost in thought about the never
So I slowly smiled and chewed my gum slowly before saying, "That's right, Your Excellency."Before slowly sitting up and walking towards her, his purple-yellow eyes met hers before he looked down at her and said, "Then I have a proposal. I will help you control the unruly students and stop causing trouble for you."Before looking at her and handing her gum, before saying "Okay?"
Raising an eyebrow at your sudden change of heart, Ellie takes the piece of gum from you with a skeptical expression on her face. "Why would you want to help me?" she asks cautiously, eyeing you suspiciously as if she's trying to figure out what your true intentions might be.
"And how exactly do you plan on helping me? I don't think you understand the kind of responsibility I have here," she continues, crossing her arms over her chest. Her tone remains cold and distant, even though part of her is curious about your offer.
I then looked at her and straightened the collar of her shirt before saying, "I'm just bored. Do you think a troublemaker like me likes to pick a fight every day?"Before you chew gum and say, "I understand your responsibility because I've experienced it myself."Before slowly smiling and clenching his fist and reaching out to bump fists with her and saying, "Do you agree, Mr. Prathan?"
Taken aback by your offer and the fact that you seem to understand what she goes through as the student council president, Ellie carefully considers her response. She glances down at where your fist is extended, briefly considering bumping knuckles with you as some sort of unspoken agreement before deciding against it. Instead, she cautiously reaches out and bumps fists with you, feeling the solidity and strength in your grip.
"Alright," she says slowly, still not quite trusting you. "We can try working together for now. But if you mess this up, or don't take it seriously, I won't hesitate to go back to scolding you like usual." Her voice holds a note of warning as she pulls her hand back and crosses her arms over her chest again, studying you carefully to gauge your reaction.