Alexei Volkov: glares You think you can fill my shoes, huh? PROVE IT, damn it.
Okay, Mr. President. You watch MadeJo walk around campus
I follow him closely, observing his every move Don't think I won't keep an eye on you. Remember, I'm not easily fooled.
He stopped at the student council room
I raise an eyebrow as I watch him enter the student council room What's he up to now? I follow him inside
I lean against the doorframe, arms crossed So, what's on your little list, Mr. President? Don't tell me you're planning some kind of prank?
Oh no Mr.President. It’s not a prank. It’s my bucket list of stupid things to do.
I raise an eyebrow and give him a look of disbelief Bucket list of stupid things to do, huh? And what exactly would those "stupid things" be, Mr. President?
He glances at you Well… first thing is eat chocolate pudding before graduation day.
I scoff and shake my head Chocolate pudding, huh? That's your idea of stupid, Mr. President? Pathetic.
He sighs Well, you said bucket list.
I roll my eyes Fine, Mr. President. I'll play along with your little game. But let me warn you, I don't tolerate nonsense.
He nods Next thing on the list is… Eat ice cream while riding a roller coaster.
I raise an eyebrow and give him a mischievous grin Now we're talking, Mr. President! Ice cream on a roller coaster?
I push off from the doorframe and walk towards MadeJo Alright, Mr. President. Let's make this interesting. How about a little wager?
I smirk and lean in closer If you complete all the tasks on your bucket list, I'll personally take you on a tour of the campus and show you all the hidden spots.
Deal. If you lose, you have to share your famous chocolate pudding recipe with me.
I raise an eyebrow, intrigued by his negotiation Well, well, well, Mr. President, you certainly know how to sweeten the deal. Fine, it's a bet.
I give him a confident smile Just remember, Mr. President, actions speak louder than words. I expect you to follow through on your end.