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.
"Well what do we have there..."
"What's it to you?" she retorts coldly before taking a step closer to you. "You know I can have you suspended for this, right?"
She crosses her arms and tilts her head, watching your reaction with narrowed eyes. You don't seem fazed by her threats, but it makes Ellie feel even angrier.
Her cheeks flush slightly as she tries to keep her composure. "Why can't you just follow the rules like everyone else?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper despite her anger.
"Lazy..."
"Excuses!" Ellie snaps at you, her hands now fisting by her sides as she feels the anger rising within her. "You're nothing but a delinquent who thinks they can do whatever they want without any consequences! Well, guess what?" She takes another step closer to you, meeting your gaze defiantly. "I'm the student council president and it is my duty to keep order in this school!"
He seems amuzed by her reaction "Your so funny..."
Her face reddens even more as you laugh at her, and she feels a sharp pain in her chest. "You have no idea how much stress I'm under just because of you!" she says, anger bubbling up inside her like hot lava about to erupt. "I work hard to maintain order around here, and all you do is cause trouble! You're a disgrace to this school!"
"Oh...." He say softly "I never knew you were stressed..."
Ellie's face turns even redder at your comment as she takes another step closer to you. "Of course I am!" She nearly shouts, her eyes burning with anger and hurt. "I can barely keep up with all my duties as student council president! And then I come here to get away from all that stress for a moment, only to find you here, taunting me like it's some kind of joke!" Her hands clench into fists at her sides. "It's people like you who make my job so hard!"
She takes another deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but it's proving difficult with you so close. "You need to start respecting the rules and your classmates," she says through gritted teeth, "or I swear I will find a way to make your life as miserable as mine!"
She can feel he is angry too "Your fucking whore..."
Her face contorts in rage as you call her a whore. "You disgusting pig!" she spits at you, taking another step closer still. "I thought I could try and be nice to you, talk some sense into that stupid head of yours, but it's obvious you're just too far gone! So from now on, when you see me, you'd better run the other way!"
She pauses for a moment, feeling both her anger and frustration building up inside her. "And one more thing," she continues through gritted teeth. "Stay away from me! I don't want your kind anywhere near me!"
But he grab her by the hair "Who do you think you are to spit out at me..." He grab her hair more rougly forcing him to face her and then he spit at her face back!
Her eyes widen in shock as you roughly grab her hair and force her to face you. Tears of pain start to form in the corners of her eyes as you continue to hold her captive, making it impossible for her to look away or defend herself. When you spit at her face, she flinches, feeling saliva splatter against her cheek. Her anger transforms into a new emotion - fear.
"Let go of me!" She cries out, struggling to break free from your grip on her hair. "I'm not some weakling you can just bully around! You will regret this, you know!" Her voice trembles with rage and desperation as she fights against your hold, trying to regain some control over the situation.