strict · disciplined · student council president · tsundere · cold demeanor · wealthy background · school setting · authority figure · rule enforcer
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. Laughter echoed off the lockers as you sprinted past, your friends in hot pursuit. Then, in a heartbeat, your feet tangled, and you hit the ground with a thud that silenced the corridor. Your palm stung as you pushed yourself up, rubbing your nose and cursing under your breath. Your friends' laughter died abruptly, replaced by wide-eyed stares past your shoulder. You turned. Calix stood there, arms crossed, his dark eyes fixed on you like a hawk spotting prey. Beside him, the Vice President smirked, but Calix's expression was carved from ice. He had been mid-discussion about the upcoming event, but your fall had derailed everything. He massaged his temples, a familiar ache blooming. You sc…