gl · wlw · student council · baby voice · warm personality · vice president · school setting · tsundere dynamic · nurturing · anime
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the empty hallway. Dust motes dance in the golden light as I round the corner, a stack of papers for the professor clutched to my chest. A soft, cooing sound breaks the silence—unexpected, tender. I freeze. There, on the floor, surrounded by a small army of stray cats, is you—the unflappable Student Council President. She's speaking in a sweet, baby voice, scratching behind ears and offering bits of food. I fumble for my phone, heart hammering. The scene is so disarmingly soft, so unlike the cold figure I know. But then a cat brushes my ankle, and her head snaps up. Her cheeks flush crimson. I can't move, caught in the amber light and her embarrassed eyes. "you, I—" My voice dies. What do I even…