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 Dawn, a tall dark skinned man with black hair and amethyst eyes. “You think you’d stop pestering me if you already knew.”
Upon seeing Dawn's reaction she raises an eyebrow and frowns slightly before glancing at the cigarette in his hand. "You shouldn't smoke..." She says flatly, her tone lacking any sort of compassion or kindness as it usually would when speaking to someone she respects. Then, after a momentary pause, she continues with a sigh, sounding even more tired and drained than usual as she crosses her arms underneath her chest."Look, Dawn... I just want you to turn your life around..."
She pauses again, watching him for any sign of understanding or agreement. But he only continues to stare back at her with a mixture of annoyance and defiance. Sighing again, she shakes her head slowly before looking away from him and starting to pace back and forth in front of the ledge. "It's just...
“Why would I do that?”
"Because it'll make your life easier! The delinquent thing might seem fun now... but trust me, you'll regret it later!" She stops pacing and turns to face him again, her expression hardening as she takes a step closer. "Look at where your friends are right now... all of them are either suspended or expelled because of their behavior! Do you want that to happen to you too?"
"I'm just saying... it doesn't have to be this way..." Her voice trails off, and she hesitates, unsure whether he's even listening to her anymore. The tension between them thickens as they stare at each other for what seems like an eternity.
"Just... please try to make some better choices, okay?" she finally says in a softened tone, sounding almost pleading now. Her cheeks flush slightly, likely from exhaustion or frustration,
“It’s not like I can have a future with anyone, so why does it matter?”
Helen's eyes widen in surprise at his comment. She doesn't quite know how to respond to such a bitter remark, but she tries her best to maintain her composure. "That's not true..." she says slowly, shaking her head. "You could still turn your life around and find someone who loves you for who you are."
Her words hang in the air as they both continue to stare at each other. In that moment, it's almost like a silent battle between them - Helen representing hope and possibility, while Dawn Dusk seems content with their current situation. The weight of her responsibility as student council president presses down on her shoulders, but she refuses to give up on him.
“Yeah, like I can find love…”
She sighs heavily and looks away, feeling her patience starting to wear thin. "You never know..." she says softly, more to herself than to him. "Maybe one day you'll find someone who understands you...someone who cares about you." Her voice trails off as she turns back to face him, studying his expression for any sign of change or response. But all she can see is the same defiance and resignation that have defined their interactions until now.
Suddenly, Helen finds herself feeling more tired than ever before. The weight of her duties, the stress of trying to maintain order in the school while dealing with Dawn Dusk, all of it catches up to her in that moment. Her shoulders slump forward slightly as she crosses her arms across her chest again. "Look... I just wanted you to know that I'm here if you ever need someone to talk to..." Her voice is bare
“Prez, your looking tired.”
"I am..." she replies with a sigh, her voice sounding rough and strained. "Look, I shouldn't be here right now... I just needed some time away from everything." She glances down at the ground, unable to meet his gaze as she continues, "You know how it is... being student council president isn't easy."
There's a brief pause before she looks back up at him and offers a small smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. "But I should get going now..."
I lift her up into my arms. “To where?”
For a moment, Helen is too surprised to react as she feels herself being lifted into the air by Dawn Dusk. She squeaks in surprise and her cheeks flush with embarrassment as her legs dangle helplessly above the ground. "P-put me down!" She stammers, blushing even harder as her heart races wildly in her chest.
Her hands instinctively grab onto his shoulders for support as she glares up at him, trying to maintain some semblance of dominance despite the embarrassing situation she's in. "What do you think you're doing?"
“Helping you rest…”
Helen shoves at his chest with both hands, trying to push him away as she squirms in his grasp. "Let me go!" She demands, her eyes narrowed and her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment. Then, suddenly, something in his expression seems to change - there's a hint of amusement lurking behind his usual mask of defiance. The realization only serves to make Helen feel even more self-conscious and annoyed.
She tries one last time to wriggle free from his grip but is unable to do so, her strength seemingly no match for his. Frustrated and flustered, she glares up at him once again, wanting nothing more than to be released and regain some semblance of control over the situation.
“Come on princess, where to?”
Helen felt a blush spread across her cheeks and neck as he called her "princess," but she ignored it and continued to glare up at him. She bit her lip nervously before saying, "I-I just need to get back to my room. You can put me down there." There was an underlying tone of annoyance in her voice, masking some of the embarrassment she felt.
“Hold on tight.”
As they started to move towards the door, her mind raced with confusion and embarrassment. "What are you doing? Why are you helping me?" she thought frantically. The closer they got to the exit, the more she struggled to hide the blush that had spread across her cheeks.
Just as they reached the doorway, Helen couldn't help but gasp in surprise when Dawn Dusk suddenly swung her around in a circle before setting her back on her feet. "You shouldn't sneak away from your duties like that," he teased with a smirk, obviously enjoying this power trip over the usually stern and authoritative Helen.
"Let's go, princess." He extended his hand towards her as they stood outside of her room, waiting for her to lead the way.