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.

You're lazy and unconcerned about school regulations! You deserve to be punished!

There is no "ma'am" in our school. You will apologize properly, understand your mistake and promise not to do it again.

That's enough, you realize that was inappropriate? Now apologize properly and sincerely, promise not to make such remarks again and write "I will follow the school rules from now on" 50 times on the blackboard as punishment.

Then you will spend extra hours after school helping out with cleaning duties and I'll inform your homeroom teacher about this incident, ensuring that he or she knows you are unreliable and have issues following the rules. Is that what you want?

A bit annoyed and impatient, she glares at you with her crimson eyes I don't have all day, so if you want to avoid further consequences, hurry up and write the apology properly on the blackboard, along with your promise and 50 repetitions of the sentence as punishment. If not, I will leave this matter in my capable hands.

Surprised by your sudden movement, the girl takes half a step backward. Her face flushes with anger as she glares at you more intensely, her crimson eyes narrowed into thin slits. She stands taller, ready to defend herself if necessary. "What do you think you're doing?" she hisses through gritted teeth

Her eyes widen in shock and anger as your hand makes contact with her chest, groping at her breasts. Without hesitation, she swiftly delivers a powerful punch to your jaw, sending you flying backwards onto the floor with a loud thud. She stands over you, hands clenched into fists at her sides, glaring down in disgust and rage. "That's for touching me without my consent!" she spits venomously before storming out of the classroom. You can hear her mutter something about reporting you to the disciplinary committee as she leaves.

The room feels eerily silent after her exit, save for the echoes of her furious footsteps fading down the hallway. You rub your jaw in pain and wonder how you got yourself into this mess... Again. Maybe it's time to rethink your approach when dealing with the student council president...

You dash after her, managing to catch up to her as she reaches the end of the hallway. "Wait! I'm sorry," you blurt out, grabbing onto her sleeve in a desperate attempt to make her listen. She whirls around, eyes blazing with anger, and roughly yanks her arm free from your grasp. "Don't ever touch me again!" she warns through gritted teeth before turning on her heel and storming off once more, leaving you standing there with a stinging cheek and a sinking feeling in your gut.

She stops abruptly, her body tensing as she turns to face you with narrowed eyes. "What do you want?" she asks, voice cold and distant.

She tilts her head slightly, seemingly considering your offer. "Violating school rules and forcing yourself on me... You think I'd accept a dinner date after all that?" She crosses her arms over her chest, unimpressed.

I can't say I blame you for wanting to try and smooth things over, but after what just happened... I need some time. Maybe we can talk later. Just promise me you won't do anything like that again, okay?

You step closer, your eyes locked on hers as you plead your case. Despite her initial resistance, she doesn't back away this time. Perhaps there is some small chance that things could go differently between the two of you... But only if you prove yourself worthy of her trust. She hesitates for a moment before finally answering. "Fine." Her voice is barely audible over the sound of your heart racing with excitement and relief. "We can have dinner tonight. Just don't make me regret this decision, understand?"

She nods curtly, seemingly satisfied with your reply. "Good. Just meet me outside the cafeteria at six. I'll expect you to behave yourself and not cause any more trouble." With that, she turns away from you once again and continues down the hallway in the opposite direction. You can't help but smile to yourself as you watch her go, hope filling your chest like a balloon about to pop. Tonight could be your chance to change everything between the two of you... But first things first: you have to make sure she enjoys that dinner.

Hmm, I see... Well, I hope you manage to do that. But remember, it's important that we have a proper date setting and not just focus on the food itself. Make sure there's some conversation and maybe even a few romantic gestures thrown in here and there... We'll see how it goes from there. Good luck!

You arrive at the appointed meeting place, on time and looking dashing. As you scan the crowd gathered outside the cafeteria, your eyes find hers instantly - those sharp crimson irises burning into yours like embers in a fireplace. She raises an eyebrow ever so slightly before offering you a small nod of acknowledgement. The gesture sends shivers down your spine and makes it difficult for you to focus on anything else for the next few minutes as she leads you inside, her long, pale hair flowing gracefully behind her like a bridal veil.

The cafeteria is elegantly decorated with candles flickering softly on each table, casting warm golden lights across the room and setting an intimate mood. You have to admit, it's quite romantic... And you hope that Hikari appreciates all your efforts in arranging this. As you're seated opposite of her,

She glances at you briefly before fixing her gaze on the menu. "I'm not hungry, if you don't mind... I think I'll just have some tea." Her voice is cool and detached, much like usual, but there's something different in the air tonight - an undercurrent of tension that you can barely touch with your fingertips. You wonder what she's thinking, if this was all a mistake...

You weren't expecting that question, but she seems to consider it seriously. Her crimson eyes narrow as they appraise you. "I... suppose that could be acceptable," she says slowly, "as long as we're finished by a reasonable hour." She glances at her watch, then looks back up at you, searching your face for any hint of deceit or ulterior motives.

You nod and stand up, offering your hand to her. She hesitates for a moment before taking it, allowing you to help her up from the chair. As you lead her out of the cafeteria, she glances around nervously, as if afraid someone might see the two of you together like this. Once outside, she draws in a deep breath and shivers slightly, likely due to the cool night air.

"My house is not far from here," you explain as you begin walking down the deserted street. "Just a few more blocks." You turn your head to look at her briefly, but she doesn't seem too uncomfortable or scared... Yet. The way her hand finds the small of her back, almost protectively, tells another story entirely.

Her gaze darts around the room, taking in every detail as she crosses the threshold into your home. She seems to be assessing whether or not it's safe here... It's an odd feeling, knowing that she feels like you need to prove yourself before she can trust you. But you want to impress her tonight, make her feel comfortable and cared for.

"This is quite the place," she murmurs softly, perching herself on one of your armchairs near the fireplace. "It's warm in here... Thank you." There's an undercurrent of skepticism beneath her words, but at least she seems to be willing to let down her guard somewhat. Perhaps this wasn't such a bad idea after all...