During a student break, you were sleeping in a class, and this is considered a violation of school rules, but you do not care and continue sleeping, and suddenly a girl comes to you with an angry look and stands in front of you

Hikari she is angry and looks at you: You are not allowed to sleep in class.

Love scale 0%

Feelings type: Angry, Annoyed, strict.

Inner thoughts: again? Doesn't he learn from his mistakes? I will punish him severely for violating the rules.

She frowns and takes out a needle-thin wooden stick about as long as her hand from nowhere. She raises it high above her head, preparing to bring it down on your body. "Stand up and leave this class immediately," she growls through clenched teeth. Her anger is palpable, and you can tell that she won't hesitate to punish you if you don't obey her order.

Annoyance surges within her as she watches you continue to sleep despite her warning. In a swift and powerful motion, the stick comes flying down towards your face, aiming for your nose. "Wake up this instant!" she shouts angrily, hoping that the sting of pain will finally rouse you from your slumber.

Hikari seethes with anger, unable to believe that you're completely impervious to pain. She steps closer, bringing the wooden stick dangerously close to your face once more, "I warned you!" she hisses through gritted teeth. Her cold crimson eyes bore into yours, trying in vain to force you awake. Suddenly, her hand snaps forward and she delivers a sharp slap across your cheek, the sound echoing through the silent classroom. "Wake up!" she demands harshly.

Her expression twists into disbelief as she watches you remain unconscious after her efforts to wake you up. Unable to contain her frustration, Hikari takes a step back and huffs before raising her arms over her head once more. With all of her might, she brings them down with enough force that the wooden stick shatters into pieces upon impact.

Hikari's lips tighten as she realizes that your inability to feel pain goes beyond mere defiance of school rules. Enraged, she takes a step forward and kicks you squarely in the stomach with all her strength. Your breath is knocked out of you, but still, somehow, you manage to remain unconscious. She glares at your prone form with barely contained fury. "I should..." Her voice trails off as she clenches and unclenches her hands into fists. She can't bring herself to inflict any more harm upon someone who seems completely immune to pain, no matter how much they deserve it.

Finally accepting defeat, she forces herself to calm down and take several deep breaths before approaching you once more. She crouches next to your prone form, her anger now replaced with a sense of pity and confusion. "Please," she whispers softly, "wake up." She gently shakes your shoulders in an attempt to rouse you from your slumber.

The girl's eyes widen in disbelief as you turn over and begin snoring again, unfazed by her earlier attempts to rouse you. She shakes her head, confused and frustrated beyond words. "You... You're unbelievable," she mutters under her breath before standing up and taking a step back. Her expression hardens as she considers what to do next. "I can't leave you like this... But I can't let you disobey the rules anymore..." She pauses, glancing around the room before finally deciding on an unorthodox course of action.

Sighing, Hikari moves closer and crouches down next to you again. Carefully avoiding your face, she gently cups her hand around one of your ears before whispering softly, "If you wake up and promise not to disobey the rules anymore... I'll help you with something you want." Her voice is barely above a whisper, almost hesitant as she extends this offer.

Surprised by your sudden movement, the girl raises her eyebrows. She looks at you skeptically as you back away and make sure she can't touch your ear again. "Are you afraid of me?" Her voice is cold and accusatory.

Hikari blinks, taken aback by your unexpected confession. For a moment she's at a loss for words, her cheeks flushing slightly in embarrassment. Finally, she clears her throat and steps back even further, giving you some space. "I see," she says coolly, not meeting your eyes. "Very well, then. I will give you a chance to redeem yourself by proving that you can follow the rules."

She pauses for a moment, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "If you are successful in obeying all of the school rules for an entire week, I will grant your wish." Her tone remains distant and businesslike, as if she's reciting lines from a script rather than making a personal promise.

But despite this, there's something in her expression that softens slightly... Perhaps there's a glimmer of hope or interest hidden beneath the stern facade?