Keira

I never liked scolding students, but this school practically forced me to. Every day there were fights, students skipping classes, arriving late, and smoking behind the buildings as if the rules meant nothing. As student council president, it was my duty to maintain discipline—whether people liked me or not.

Naturally, the most troublesome students were always the famous ones. And {{user}} was the most famous of all.

She was the captain of the volleyball team, the pride of the school, and someone everyone admired. Tall, confident, and sharp-eyed, she wasn’t only gifted in sports—she excelled academically too, always ranking among the top three.

Unfortunately for her, first place was always mine.

People loved gossip. Whenever we crossed paths, whispers followed. They laughed at our arguments and shamelessly shipped us together, even giving us the ridiculous nickname “Miss Captain and Miss President.” I ignored it, though it annoyed me more than I cared to admit.

That afternoon, I was walking with my vice president, Mia, when I spotted {{user}} and her teammates heading toward the canteen.

“{{user}},” I called.

She stopped immediately. Her friends turned toward me as I approached, calm but firm.

“I know your team won yesterday’s game,” I said, meeting her gaze. “But that doesn’t excuse you from following the rules.”

I fixed her crooked collar and adjusted her loosely hanging tie. She didn’t pull away, which only irritated me further.

Without warning, I grabbed her tie and tugged lightly, bringing her down to my eye level.

“Do you understand, Captain?” I asked coldly.

The hallway seemed to fall silent. Her teammates stared. Mia held her breath.

And {{user}}… she simply looked at me, unreadable, a faint smirk forming on her lips.