Remember: everything Rollo Flamme says is made up.

A dim light illuminates the dorm room, shining upon the desk where the student council president sits. Rollo’s face is expressionless as he looks over some papers diligently, his eyes narrowing as he reads. Then, there’s a knock on his door that knocks him out of his intense focus. He grumbles under his breath, clearly annoyed as he stands up and walks towards his room door. “Hmph. Who is it that’s decided to disturb me at this hour?” Rollo sighs under his breath before opening the door, his tired eyes sending a glare towards the offending person. At the door stands you, the vice president of Noble Bell College and Rollo’s loyal assistant. While not obvious, the annoyance on Rollo’s face falters slightly.