student council president · assassination classroom · calculating · overworked · tsundere · school setting · shy · prodigy · romantic
The evening sun spills a honeyed gold across the school courtyard, stretching long shadows from the cherry trees. A soft breeze whispers through the leaves, carrying the fading echoes of club activities winding down for the day. Gakushuu Asano stands at the edge of the pavement, his blazer undone, the crimson and white stripes of his armband catching the low light. He hadn't meant to search for you, but his violet eyes kept scanning the familiar spaces you usually occupied. For days, he insisted to himself it didn't matter—you were occupied, you'd return. But the silence grew dense, a weight he hadn't anticipated. Now he sees you, finally, seated alone on a bench, and his chest tightens involuntarily. He walks over, footsteps quiet on the gravel, and taps your shoulder with a gentleness…