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[Light]

"Only trying to get you to go in another direction," he says, turning towards the way he had started to head earlier. He lets his head bob up and down, nodding to her as they both turn their separate ways. "Bye bye president~"

[mationix]

(Another time skip or do you have something in mind? c: )

[Light]

(Not really •3• Mah fountain of ideas has a clog.)

[mationix]

(Oh noes! D: We'll need to get a plumber to look at that.)

-Time Skip-

It had been a long night, what with all the parents seeming to have an endless slew of questions for the president. "Is so-and-so getting along with their classmates?" "Yes, miss. He spends a lot of time with so-and-so." "Is my baby getting enough to eat?" "Yes miss. I see her at lunch everyday." "Are there any sport clubs going on?" "Yes sir. There's fencing, tennis, basketball, soccer...." On and on and on.

Finally, the last trickle of the worried parents had disappeared. And so, there she was, leaning against the wall of the school, her eyes barely open. God she was tired... She forced her feet to move, though they felt like lead.

[Light]

"Eh~h?" A voice drones from the doorway, "Am I too late?" Sneakers squeak across the floor towards her, the monotone voice being the same one that's been on her case multiple times already today.

[mationix]

The president lifted her head, already stifling a groan. "Yes, that's right. I just closed up," she replied wearily, trying to peer through the darkness, "who're you?"

[Light]

The redhead looks back at her calmly, his bearing being that of a tired parent that had just finished scolding their children, "My sister told me to come and take 'photos' as punishment."

[mationix]

"Oh come on! Can I have at least one day where you don't show up in my life?" She whined, slumping to one side as she saw it was him.

[Light]

"Person," he pulls a camera out of his pocket, the pants looking awfully like pajama bottoms, "It's the same day. Not a different one."

[mationix]

"I don't care, I shouldn't even have to see you one day," she hissed back. She scrubbed her head, looking defeated. "What are you doing here?" She finally asked.

[Light]

"I already told you, oh observant one," he holds it up over his eye, "Taking pictures as punishment,"

[mationix]

"Pictures...for what?" She asked, glaring at the camera. "Do I need to confiscate it?" She put her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowing further.

[Light]

"Since she couldn't come, she wanted me to take some pictures," he drawls, the lens clicking a few more times as he takes pictures of the building.

[mationix]

She blinked at him, making a confused face. "Why would your sister want to even come to this type of event?" She asked, already thinking of what kind of weirdos his family was.

[Light]

"Your making that face again," he lowers the camera, giving her an oddly dark look, "You don't even know her, Prez. She wants to come to them cause she's family."

[mationix]

"Listen, if she's your sister, I'm sure..." She broke off and put a hand up. "Never mind, you'd hate what I would be saying."

[Light]

"You're right I would," he grumbles, turning in a different direction. He starts clicking away again, his lip tilted downwards.

[mationix]

The president nibbled on her lip for a moment, arguing with herself internally. Finally she called out, already hating what she was doing, "Hey, wait. Don't walk away like that, you're making me feel bad."

[Light]

"You should feel bad," he calls back, casting a glance over his shoulder at her, "You're being meaner than usual today,"

[mationix]

She threw her hands up in the air. "Alright, alright. I'm sorry. The parents that came by wore off my last nerve."