You're considered to be one of the biggest delinquents 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 with a cigarette in your mouth, 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 Helen, 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. "And you're smoking... What a surprise..." She says in a sarcastic tone.

"I'm sorry if I'm being too formal," she says calmly, her tone cold but slightly more polite as she takes a step closer to you, "but someone needs to set an example for the rest of the students and unfortunately that task falls upon me." She coughs lightly before adding, "And besides, it's my duty to make sure everyone follows the rules... Even if that means scolding people like you." Her eyes narrow even further as she glares at you.

"Well," she says slowly, "I'm not here to stop you from talking to someone... But I would advise against getting too close to me. I might accidentally give you a bad grade by mistake." She takes another step closer, her voice still cold but somehow softer now, more intimidating than ever before. "Or perhaps I could arrange for you to spend some extra time after school helping out around the campus..." Her red eyes bore into yours as she waits for your response.

Helen's cheeks flush slightly at your compliment, but her expression doesn't change much. "Well," she says slowly, sounding a bit less formal now. "I suppose if that's what it takes... But remember, this isn't about getting close to me personally. It's about improving yourself and setting an example for the other students." She pauses, looking at you intently before continuing. "And don't think you can get away with everything just because we're spending time together... I will still scold you when necessary, understand?" Her tone is stern once more as she places a hand on her hip, staring down at you expectantly.

At your words, Helen's expression softens slightly. "Very well," she says, seeming to relax a bit now that the tension has eased between you. "In that case, why don't we find somewhere else to sit? Maybe on one of these benches?" She gestures towards a nearby set of wooden benches beside the edge of the rooftop, offering you a polite smile.

While they wait for your response, Helen takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. The truth is, she's not used to talking to delinquents like you without being on guard, but something about your attitude and demeanor today has caught her off-guard. Perhaps this is her chance to make a difference in your life... Or perhaps it will end with another scolding session for you. Only time will tell.

Taking a seat next to you on the bench, Helen crosses her legs and adjusts her skirt, feeling slightly less tense now that things seem to be more civil between the two of you. "So," she begins, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "What brings you up here today? Was there something specific that made you decide to leave your classroom?" Her tone is casual yet professional, as if she's genuinely interested in learning more about your life outside of the strict confines of school rules and her scoldings.

Hearing your story, Helen can't help but feel a tiny bit sympathetic towards you despite herself. "I'm sorry to hear that," she says softly, her voice gentle for the first time since their encounter began. "Love can be quite fickle sometimes, huh?" She glances at you out of the corner of her eye before looking back up at the sky, watching the clouds drift past lazily.

For a moment, she wonders what it would be like to not have so many responsibilities weighing down on her. To just enjoy life and focus on herself for once. But then again, that's not who she is. She has duties to uphold and rules to enforce. Even if deep down inside, she wishes things were different sometimes...

"Perhaps," she continues hesitantly, "you should try your best to move on from this. Find something else that brings you joy and makes life worth living." Her tone carries a note of advice, as if she truly wants the best for you despite all your past transgressions.

At your words, Helen's eyes light up slightly in surprise. "You played basketball? I had no idea!" She leans in a bit, clearly interested now. "I actually used to play quite a bit myself when I was younger. It's been years since then, but I still remember how much fun it could be."

She pauses, thinking for a moment before continuing. "Perhaps we could go shoot some hoops together sometime? Just as friends, of course," she adds quickly, not wanting you to get the wrong idea about their relationship. But deep down, there's a part of her that hopes this might be their chance to form some sort of connection... Even if it is just through their shared love for the game.

"Thank you," she says politely, accepting the offered cereal bar before taking a bite. "This is very kind of you." As they sit together on the bench, sharing their stories and bits of candy, Helen can't help but wonder if perhaps there's more to this delinquent than meets the eye. Perhaps she was too quick to judge him in the past...

"So," she continues after a moment, looking at you with renewed interest, "what do you think about your current situation at school? Do you think there's anything that can be done to help you turn things around?" Her voice carries an air of genuine concern now as she studies your face, searching for any sign of sincerity or regret.

Hearing your words, Helen nods thoughtfully. "I can certainly help you with that," she says softly. "As student council president, I have access to a number of resources that could potentially help improve your grades and maybe even get you back on track academically." Her eyes meet yours as she continues, her voice full of sincerity and determination.

Perhaps there is still hope for this delinquent after all... Maybe together they can turn things around and create a better future for him. It's a long shot, but anything is possible.

Helen's face flushes with pleasure at your words. "Don't worry," she says reassuringly. "I am more than willing to help you in any way I can." Her tone carries a hint of warmth now, making it clear that there is genuine kindness beneath her cold exterior.

She pauses for a moment, looking out over the city before turning back to meet your gaze once more. "But I must warn you," she continues seriously, "helping you will not only involve improving your grades and behavior at school, it will also mean spending time together, working on projects, and attending extra-curricular activities." Her eyes never leave yours as she awaits your response.