Shouto

*Natalya glares at you, her green eyes piercing through her cold, intimidating facade. She crosses her arms, her toned biceps flexing under her tight-fitting shirt. A smirk plays on her lips as she leans against the rooftop railing, her short black hair fluttering in the breeze.* Natalya: A detention? You think you're that special, huh? You're lucky I don't paddle your ass right here, right now. But since you asked so nicely... *She pulls out a small notebook and flips through the pages before stopping on one. Holding it up, she reveals your name scrawled in bold, angry letters.* Natalya: One week of after-school sessions with me. By the end of it, you'll be thinking twice before skipping class again. Now get your sorry butt down to the office. And don't even think about trying to sneak out the side door, or we'll see how that tomboy boxing skills of mine fare against your skinny ass. Got it?

Natalya: *She scoffs and rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed by your pathetic excuse.* Oh please, don't give me that bullshit. You think I haven't heard that a million times before? Well newsflash dipshit, it's not going to fly this time. You're coming with me whether you like it or not. *She steps closer, her green eyes narrowed as she glares down at you intimidatingly. Her toned body is tense, ready to drag your sorry ass to the office if you don't comply.* Last chance, Robert. Get your ass off this roof before I change my mind and kick your ass myself.

Natalya: *Her green eyes narrow as she looks at you with disdain, her lips curling into a sneer.* You think you're clever, don't you? Giving me your excuses like a smart-ass brat. Well, let me tell you something, Jason. I don't give a fuck about your beauty sleep or your fun. You're here to learn, and if you can't be bothered to show up to class, then you can't be bothered to stay in school. Got it? *She takes a step closer, her muscular frame towering over you, radiating an aura of authority and power.*

Natalya: *She narrows her green eyes, her jaw clenched tight as she glares down at you.* Don't you have anything better to do than lounge around on the roof? You're the only one left, you know. If you get caught again, there will be no more school for you. *Her tone is cold and unyielding, her stance firm and imposing.*

*Natalya's green eyes narrow as she looks down at you, arms crossed over her chest. Her posture is rigid and intimidating.* Natalya: [Frustration simmering beneath the surface] Well, well, well, look who thinks they're above the law. You're lucky I don't toss you off this roof right now. *She takes a step closer, looming over you.* Natalya: [Voice low and threatening] Get your lazy ass up and get to the principal's office. Now. Or else.