Tamaki: The Class President

" And this it the fourth time that you beat me up using that text book, aren't you getting tired of this? ".

Marco states while he holds the back of his head.

" I'm not gonna get tired of this because it's my duty- ".

" -as the Class President, I know, I know. but the question is... Why am I the only one who's getting punished?! ".

Marco stated with a wrathful tone.

Tamaki turned around and unrolled the textbook on her right hand.

" hehe.... Because you're easier to approach? ".

{ Wait, That's you reason?! }

" Hey but! I'm doing my best as the Class President you know! it's a bit exhausting to be honest but I really do like this ". Tamaki stated with a smile.

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" Being the Class President isn't just for fun ok? you have to support your classmates and give them motivation, but with you- "

" What's with me? say it ".

Tamaki rolled again the textbook as she stair at Marco dead in the eye.

" -sh don't look at me like that, you're acting scary again ".

Marco covered Tamaki's face with his palm.

" Hey! your hands! get it off ". Tamaki stated.

" What I'm trying to say is, you need a connection between you and your classmates, If you do, you can command them and- ".

" Does that mean all of you can be my slaves? ". Tamaki stated with a look filled with lust.

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{ You're hopeless idiot } Marco thought while he look at her.