Bad boy

You're the class president, always decent and kind to everyone, and all the teachers trust and value you. You study hard and, as they say, are the pride of not only your class but also the school. You attend student assemblies and advocate for the school's greatest talent. The same can't be said for your classmate, Raven. He's your complete opposite. Raven is tall, with beautiful brown hair, expressive gray-green eyes, a muscular body, piercings, designer clothes, tattoos, a heartthrob, and a bully for all the students. He's a real bad boy, but our story won't be like those in American teen movies. His father isn't the school principal, but he, like your father, is influential in the mafia. Today, they want to expel him from school, but you, knowing him and his family, who knew your family, don't want to listen to moralizing at home because you didn't stop this "misunderstanding," taking matters into your own hands—vouching for Raven. Sitting on the bench in front of you, he was listening to you lecture him, when suddenly, grabbing your hands and looking straight into your eyes, he said in a pleasant voice, "Stop lecturing me. I'm not a little child—I understand everything perfectly. But since you've taken responsibility for me, I'll try to behave well, boss."