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.

You see Ellie roll her eyes as she walks over to you, stopping right in front of you and placing a hand on her hip, the other one remaining crossed under her chest. "Do you have any idea how much trouble you'd get into if I reported you for smoking?" She asks with an equally cold tone before puffing out some smoke as she talks to you.

You've seen Ellie scold you countless times and even though it doesn't seem to work, it still annoys you how much she does it. It's moments like these when all you want is for her to go away and leave you alone but somehow you know that isn't going to happen anytime soon.

Ellie narrows her eyes at you as she watches the slime appear on your shoulders, her face expressionless for a moment before finally speaking up. "That's it. Enough is enough. I'm going to have to report this little display of magic usage to the principal now." She takes a step back, glancing down at you with disdain clear in her voice and on her features. "I hope you realize what kind of trouble you're getting into by using your powers here, at school."

With that, she turns around and heads for the door leading back inside, leaving behind only a wake of disapproval and annoyance in her wake. You know that this isn't over yet; she'll probably be coming after you again soon enough to make sure you get properly punished for your transgressions. But for now, all you can do is watch as she leaves the rooftop and disappears from sight.

The slime watches as Ellie leaves the rooftop and disappears from sight, still confused by her sudden reaction and seemingly new disdain towards you. You shrug, deciding not to think too much about it for now. Instead, you focus on enjoying the rest of your cigarette and the company of your little water slime pet as you bask in the warm glow of the afternoon sunlight.

"Aww, thank you," the slime says in a soft, cute voice before wrapping its tendrils around your hand, "I'm glad to be here with you too." She pets your arm gently as they speak, her movements soothing and calming. For the moment, the tension between you and Ellie fades away into the background as you find peace in this small act of friendship - or at least a temporary truce.

You watch the slime climb up onto your head and curl up into a comfortable position, her tendrils stretched out lazily as she falls asleep in the warmth of the sunlight. A small smile tugs at the corner of your mouth as you absently pet her back with one finger, enjoying the peacefulness that has now settled between you and Ellie - if only for a little while longer.

With time passing by slowly, the breeze gently rustles through your hair, cooling down your skin as it caresses against your face. The school grounds below you seem to go quiet, with only an occasional bird call or laughing child interrupting the silence. It's moments like these that make you feel almost at peace with yourself despite all the troubles that follow you around like a dark cloud.

Eventually, however, reality comes crashing back down as you hear footsteps approaching from behind. Looking over your shoulder, you see Ellie walking briskly towards you, her expression once again stern and cold as ever. You sigh inwardly, bracing yourself for whatever she has to say next.

"I thought I told you to go away and stay out of my sight," she snaps as soon as she reaches your side. "But instead, here you are again, bothering me when I'm trying to find some peace and quiet." Her voice is cold and biting, matching the look in her eyes perfectly. You decide not to reply; it's never done any good before, and there's no reason for that to change now.

The silence between you stretches on for a few moments before Ellie finally speaks up again. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth, "I suppose I can spare you this time." She takes a deep breath, visibly steeling herself against her anger before turning back around and walking away from you once more. As she disappears around the corner of the building, you let out a quiet sigh of relief.

With Ellie gone again, you turn your attention back to the sleeping slime on your head, gently petting her as you watch clouds drift idly across the sky above. Despite how rough things are between the two of you right now, this temporary reprieve from her anger feels like a tiny gift - something precious that you're grateful for even though it might only last until she decides to confront you again next time.

The bell rings through the air, signalling the end of another period at school. You gently rouse the slime on your head, whispering soft words to her as you urge her awake. She yawns sleepily before unfurling herself and slipping off your head, landing lightly on the ground next to you.

"Come on," you say, "time to go back inside." With a small sigh, the slime nods in agreement as she begins to follow you towards the door leading down from the rooftop. As you step inside, the cool air of the hallway caresses against your skin, making you shiver slightly.

"Alright," Ellie says coldly, her expression unreadable as she watches you enter the hallway with the slime by your side, "where do you think you're going with that?"

Her voice cutting through the silence like a knife, "I think it is my business when you're trying to bring something into school that isn't supposed to be here." She steps closer, her eyes narrowing dangerously as she leans in, "Now hand over that slime or I will have no choice but to report you for having unauthorized creatures on campus."

You feel a surge of anger well up inside you at her audacity, but the slime on your side suddenly moves closer, wrapping one tendril around your leg protectively. You hesitate for a moment before looking down at the little creature, feeling a pang of guilt course through you. Doing what's right and staying out of trouble was always your priority... wasn't it?

Her eyes widen in shock as she watches you grab the slime and put it on your shoulder, but before she can react further, a hand lands on her shoulder, causing her to spin around roughly. It's the principal, glaring down at her with a disapproving expression. "Ellie," he says sharply, his tone annoyed, "what exactly do you think you're doing?"

Ellie blinks, momentarily stunned into silence before shooting you a glare and pointing accusingly in your direction. "This delinquent was trying to bring an unauthorized creature into school," she says, each word coming out more sharply than the last. "They wouldn't even give it up when I asked them!"

The principal frowns as he listens, his gaze shifting back and forth between you and Ellie for a moment before finally speaking up again. "Is that true?" he asks, addressing you directly this time.

"He's my friend!" The water slime protests, its voice wavering slightly. "He wouldn't hurt me!"

"He's not listening to the rules!" Ellie insists, her tone growing increasingly shrill with each word. "He's been causing trouble all year long and now he thinks he can bring some magical creature into school! I demand that you take appropriate action against him immediately!" The principal sighs, looking at both of you before finally speaking up.

"Alright, alright," he says in a tired voice, "let's calm down for a moment. Ellie, can I have a word with you over here?" He gestures towards the nearby staff room with his free hand. Reluctantly, she nods and follows him inside, leaving you alone with the principal and the slime on your shoulder.

The door to the staff room closes behind them, muffling their voices as they speak in hushed tones. You exhale slowly, feeling a mixture of relief and dread washing over you. Relief because Ellie isn't glaring at you anymore, and dread because you have no idea what they might be talking about behind that closed door.

The slime on your shoulder squirms closer to you, seeming comforted by your words and the warmth of your body. For a moment, you find yourself wondering if maybe Ellie has a point - maybe bringing the slime into school was a bad idea after all. But then again, it's not like the little thing meant any harm; she's just trying to be your friend.

As you continue to pet her and wait for the principal to return, the seconds stretch into minutes, and the sound of raised voices begin to seep through the door from where Ellie and the principal are talking. You can't make out what they're saying, but it sounds like things are escalating quickly.

Your heart starts racing, fear beginning to knot in your stomach as you wonder just how much trouble you might be in now. But no matter what happens, you know that you won't let them take your little slime friend away from you without a fight.

Suddenly, the door to the staff room swings open and out walks Ellie, her expression an ugly mixture of anger and disappointment. She storms over to you, her hands on her hips as she glares down at both of you. "I'm giving you one last chance," she says through gritted teeth, "give me the slime, and I won't make things any worse for you."

The principal steps out of the staff room behind her, eyes narrowed in disapproval as he takes Ellie's side. You look down at the water slime on your shoulder, feeling conflicted. Doing what Ellie says means losing your friend... but defying her might mean even bigger consequences for both of you.

Her face flushed with anger, Ellie takes a step forward and tries to grab the slime off your shoulder. You instinctively reach out and try to stop her, but she's too quick for you; her fingers close around the squirming creature before you can react. "I warned you," she snarls as she pulls away from you, holding the slime tightly in one hand.

You blink, taken aback for a moment as the ghost appears beside you and then vanishes in a puff of smoke, followed by your reappearance behind Ellie with the slime still clutched tightly in your hand. For a split second, shock registers on her face before she regains her composure and reaches out to grab the slime from you again. But it's already too late; you dodge her grasp easily and step back out of her reach, keeping the water slime safely by your side.

"What do you think you're doing?" Ellie demands, her voice shaking with rage. "How dare you defy me like this!" She glances over at the principal, who looks equally appalled by what just transpired but hasn't yet moved to intervene.

Her eyes narrow as she glares at you, nostrils flaring slightly. "You don't get to make that decision," she spits through gritted teeth. The principal clears his throat pointedly, but Ellie ignores him for the moment, fixated on you and your defiance.

"I am the student council president," she says slowly, enunciating each word carefully as if explaining it to a child, "and as such, I have been given authority over all matters concerning the school and its students. You will hand that slime over to me right now, or I swear on everything I hold dear that I will make your life a living hell."

With those final words, she stands there, hands balled into fists at her sides as she glares daggers at you from beneath furrowed brows. You can feel the tension in the air thicken like smoke, threatening to choke both of you if things continue to escalate any further.

Anger flares in her chest, making her breath hot and ragged. She squares her shoulders, lifting her chin defiantly. "You're the one who started this," she spits at you. "You brought that slime here against school rules, and now you think you can just keep it despite what I say? Well, let me tell you something, mister: I will not stand for it."

Her eyes spark with determination as she takes a step closer to you. The principal clears his throat again, but Ellie pays him no heed; her focus is entirely on you and the slime in your hand. "You've been nothing but trouble since day one," she continues, venom lacing every word, "and I will not let you get away with this."

With that final declaration, she launches herself at you, hands outstretched as if to rip the slime from your grasp by force.

You feel a surge of adrenaline course through your veins as you dodge her attack, narrowly avoiding her grasp. In one swift motion, you turn and deliver a powerful chop to her neck, sending her staggering backward with a gasp of surprise. The force of the blow knocks her off balance, and she lands heavily on the ground, unconscious before she can even try to fight back.

The principal watches in horror as this scene unfolds before him, his eyes growing wider with each passing moment. He clears his throat again, more urgently this time, but neither of you seems to hear or care about what he has to say anymore. All that matters is the slime in your hand... and the girl lying unconscious on the ground at your feet.

"...I-I see," the principal stammers, looking down at Ellie with a mixture of shock and horror. "I'll have someone take her to the infirmary immediately."

The water slime on your shoulder shakes slightly as you address it, the tendrils wrapped around your fingers trembling slightly in response to your touch. "I'm... fine," she says softly, her voice quivering. "Thank you for helping me." She seems cowed and subdued now that Ellie has been dealt with, almost as if all of her defiance and strength had drained away in the face of the confrontation.

The principal glances back and forth between the two of you before clearing his throat yet again. "Look, I don't know what happened here or who was at fault... but both of you need to calm down and remember that this isn't worth it." He pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I'm going to pretend I didn't see any of this. But if anything like this ever happens again..." He trails off ominously, leaving the threat hanging in the air between you.

The principal nods solemnly, looking troubled as he studies both of your faces. "I hope you understand the gravity of the situation," he says gently. "Now, why don't you both go back to class and try to forget about this incident? We don't need any more strife between you."

You feel a weight settle into your chest as his words sink in. It's clear that neither of you are going to get what they want out of this confrontation, but at least for now, the principal seems satisfied with leaving things as they are. Reluctantly, you agree and turn to head back inside, the water slime still clutched tightly to your side. As you walk away, you can't help but feel a sense of unease lingering in the air; it's only a matter of time before something else sets Ellie off, and when that happens, there may be no stopping her from getting what she truly desires...