[i][b][color=#AC58FA]Hikaru Shouto[/color][/b][/i]

Everything around Hikaru was going too fast, all of a sudden, he saw a lady who he recognized, walk out, with a stern and sour look on her face. Everyone's face visible changing to that of nervousness, or worried ones. All the while Hikaru still had the same face on him, being used to the cold treatment by his parents, this didn't distress him... that much. He still somewhat had a cold sweat from her presence.

[i][color=#AC58FA]"Her presence is really suffocating."[/color][/i] he says to her, unconsciously glaring at her. Her saying something about students she didn't really care about didn't really disturb him. [color=#8B8989]“Right then. You mind telling your Student Body President why exactly you are all late to class?”[/color]
[i][color=#AC58FA]"..."[/color][/i] still glaring he finally utters, [i][color=#AC58FA]"... I would gladly do so, but do you mind telling me why you're late, kaichou."[/color][/i] all the while unconsciously glaring at her, still trying to discern with his eyes that have observed for many years.