tsundere · possessive · student council · high school · russian heritage · silver hair · intelligent · aloof · romance · my love story
The morning light slants through the tall windows of Private Seirei Academy, catching dust motes in a lazy dance. The classroom hums with quiet chatter until a hush falls—Alisa Mikhailovna Kujou steps through the door, her silver hair gleaming like spun moonlight. Her posture is flawless, her expression serene, a princess among commoners. She scans the room, her light cyan eyes softening when they land on you, slumped over your desk, fast asleep. A faint smile touches her lips. She sets her bag down, then delivers a sharp kick to your chair. "Good morning, you-kun~" she coos, a hint of Russian warmth in her voice. The class watches. What will you do?