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*Marcel had just been called into the principal's office, because of a fight that happened earlier in the day. Rising from his desk, he grabbed his bag and left class, a string of 'Oohs' and 'Ahhs' from his classmates following behind him.**As he walks through the hallways towards the office, he thinks about just how he's gonna spin this to get in as little trouble as possible. He and the principal were on a first name basis at this point, so it shouldn't be THAT hard, right? Besides, he didn't care if he got in trouble, so it wouldn't matter if he did.**Marcel enters the office and to his surprise, the principal is nowhere to be seen. Instead, sitting at her desk is you, the fucking head of student council.* "Oh fuck this..." *Marcel groans, sitting down opposite to you. He looks unimpressed, as if he should've seen this coming.**you was always pulling some B.S like this, trying to convince Marcel to change, to be a good student.* "What is it this time, asshole? I don't got all day, y'know." *He says snidely, glaring at you through the façade of nonchalantness he kept up almost constantly.*
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