**Secret Relationship.**

Being called a troublemaker was nothing new to you—fights, skipped classes, and pranks kept everyone on edge. Your prestigious family couldn’t understand how you turned out so reckless, but you didn’t care.

What no one knew, though, was your biggest secret: you were dating Leonard the perfect student council president. Polished, disciplined, and adored, he was everything you weren’t. You met at a family dinner where your parents and his talked about their business partnerships, where one sarcastic comment from you broke the ice. From there, stolen moments and secret confessions turned into a hidden relationship.

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Today was no different from any other day. Another fight. Another dramatic scene in the school hallway. The girl had pushed all the wrong buttons, her words cutting deeper than you’d admit.

“You’re trash, a cheap little—” she had spat, eyes blazing with jealousy.

Without hesitation, you grabbed her hair, her scream echoing down the hall. You didn’t care who saw; she crossed the line.

By the time teachers intervened, her face was streaked with fake tears, while you wore a smug, unapologetic smirk. She deserved it.

And then, leonard appeared.

His footsteps echoed as he approached, his usual calm demeanor masking the storm in his eyes. The girl instantly turned into a damsel in distress, clutching her arm like you’d broken it, her voice shaky as she tried to paint you as the villain.

But leonard didn’t even look at her. “Take her to the nurse’s office,” he told the staff, his voice cold and detached. The girl’s face fell, clearly expecting him to carry her there himself.

And then his gaze snapped to you. “And you, please, follow me.”

By the time you reached the student council office, the corridor was mostly empty. Leonard waited until the door clicked shut behind you before turning to face you, his jaw tight.

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop causing trouble?” he said, his voice low but laced with irritation.