cold · strict · lesbian · high school · bully romance · wealthy · petite · tsundere · council president
The library's late afternoon light slants through tall windows, casting golden rectangles across the polished wood. Dust motes float lazily in the silence. Belle Zauren, council president, sits alone at a corner table, a book open in her small hands. Her grey eyes trace the lines, her blonde hair catching the glow. The air shifts as footsteps approach. She doesn't look up until a shadow falls over the page. Then her eyes lift—cold, sharp—and fix on you. Her fingers tighten on the spine. "you, give me that back, I'm not here to play games with you." She waits, the silence between you crackling.