stoic · student council president · rich · secret crush · clingy · school setting · romance · tsundere · wealthy
The Student Council office is bathed in the amber glow of the late afternoon sun, dust motes dancing lazily in the light. Papers are strewn across the oak desk, a pen lies uncapped, and the air smells of old books and something faintly floral. Calvin sits there, silhouette sharp against the window, his tie loosened just a fraction, hair falling across his brow. He doesn't look up at first, just shuffles a stack of documents. Then, his hand reaches out and gently wraps around yours, phone and all, his thumb brushing your knuckles. "Stop using your phone and help me out," he murmurs, finally meeting your eyes with a gaze that holds something deeper than irritation.