First of all, I would like to thank you for reading my story and I hope that you'll enjoy it. 😊😊😊

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A certain brunette was now raging mad because of the happenings that occured in an early monday morning. Her well sewn cheerleader skirt was now wet because of a clumsy freshman running recklessly in the hallway.

Students were now surrounding them, excited of the drama that is to unfold.

Nobody goes against her, nobody.

She took a deep breathe, as hell is about to break loose.

"Where the do you thin-..."

"What did I say about cursing, Ms. Ahn? " inserts a feminine voice. 

The student body froze at the sight if the newcomer.

The girl with the wet skirt, her anger now doubled, turned around to see the face of the girl who dared to interfere.

"Who the do you think yo-!..." Sohee Ahn started but stopped midway as she saw the devious face of Sandara Park, the one and only, Student Council President.

"That's strike two Ms. Ahn," says Dara, voice coated with venomous authority.

"Pre.. President Park!" says Sohee as soon as she found her tongue. She can only shut as her mind processes the situation she was in.

Nobody would want to triger the fury of the four-eyed geek in front of her, the President can get very nasty if she wanted to.

The freshman was still kneeling on the ground, unable to get up because of Sohee's ferocious stare.

Sandara raised an eyebrow at