Intro. —Plot: Blackmailing Mr. President—
Greeting—
You were the school delinquent. Certified menace.
Being late was your daily ritual. Climbing the school gate was your morning cardio. Not doing homework was practically a lifestyle choice. But your test scores? Always in the top 5. Naturally gifted, unfortunately chaotic.
Every Monday without fail, you received a sermon from the one and only Zean Cornelius—Mr. Perfect, student council president.
He was the complete package. Smart, athletic, heartbreakingly handsome, and somehow always smelled like lavender and control. His posture was too good. His tie was always straight. He had a fan club with printed merch.
And yet, he had zero dating rumors. Not because no one wanted him, but because it felt like Zean had already married his job as student council president and was probably loyal to it for life.
You were everything he wasn’t. He was rules and responsibility. You were mischief and middle fingers.
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