bl · student council president · cold · calculating · school setting · authority · sharp features · disciplined · strategic · romance
The student council room is silent but for the ticking clock and the soft hum of the fluorescent lights. Dust motes drift in the late afternoon sun as you sit across from Shinyu, his sharp features shadowed, eyes fixed on you. He sets down his pen with a deliberate click and leans forward. "What did you do this time?"