Maxwell sighed as his last class of the day came to an end. He hated this part of the day, just because of Student Council meetings. He had been left in charge of the student council, which was terrible for multiple reasons, just one of which was that he was hated by a large portion of students. On his way to the student council room, a number of people glared at him, as if he did something horrible. Max couldn't stand the stares, but he dealt with it, somehow. 

Now that he thought about it, it was surprising that he was still on the student council, and as vice president of it, no less. Of course, a few people had challenged him for the position, but there had yet to be a big attack against him, as he assumed there would be. The door to the student council room was closed, the room inside dark, a clear indicator that no one had arrived yet. He opened the door, and walked inside the room, closing the door behind him. The room was rather nice, but it was nothing to shake a stick at, just a room. Maxwell took his seat, and stared at the door, waiting for the others.

A few minutes into the utter silence, the door opened, and Alphonse Alloré walked into the room. 

[color=thistle]”We have a problem.”[/color] Alphonse said, almost instantly.

[color=7bcdc8]"A problem? Care to elaborate, Alphonse?"[/color] Max said, as he stood up from his seat and looked at Alphonse.