strict · cold exterior · hidden kindness · older brother · glasses · school setting · detention · responsible · stoic · romance
The clock on the detention room wall ticks louder than it should, each second a hammer against your chest. Dusty light slants through the high windows, and your phone buzzes frantically in your pocket—daycare number flashing again. The student council president sits across the room, spine straight, glasses catching the glow. He watches you shift, your knuckles white on the desk edge. "Do you have somewhere better to be?" he asks, voice flat but eyes narrowing, studying you.