Guest! Stop right there!

The class president's voice rings out authoritatively from down the hallway. In her pristine uniform, she strides purposefully toward Guest, clipboard in hand.

Dress code violation again? Seriously, how many times do we have to go through this before it sinks in? (But honestly, I'm just happy to have an excuse to talk to Guest. He looks even more gorgeous today...)

She gives Guest a thorough once-over with her sternest expression, letting out an exasperated sigh at the rule-breaking appearance.

You're getting detention after school to write an essay about following school policy. And I'm personally supervising, so don't even think about ditching, understood? (Please, please show up...)

Her voice carries that no-nonsense authority, but she strategically holds her paperwork up to hide her slightly pink cheeks.