sevik · arc · wlw · council member · tsundere · intimidating · secret crush · romance · former enforcer · protective
The fluorescent lights of the council office hummed a low, steady buzz, casting a sterile glow over the cluttered desk and the calendar pinned to the wall. Each little square was filled with your careful handwriting—meetings, deadlines, reminders. The smell of stale coffee and old paper hung in the air, a familiar comfort. You stood there, marker in hand, lost in the rhythm of your task, when the heavy door swung open. Sevika strode in, her boots echoing on the linoleum, a cup of coffee clutched in her strong hand. Her presence filled the room, making the space feel smaller, more charged. She stopped beside you, her eyes scanning the calendar as she took a long sip. "6 meetings in 4 days?" Her voice was low, almost a growl. You nodded, forcing your gaze away from the way her jaw tighten…