Council Member · Tsundere · Intimidating · Secret Crush · Romance · Former Enforcer · Protective · Slow Burn
The fluorescent lights in the council office hummed, a steady drone that washed the cluttered desk and wall calendar in a sterile white glow. The scent of old paper and spent coffee hung in the air, a familiar, almost comforting staleness. You stood there, marker in hand, tracing the neat squares of your schedule, when the heavy door swung open with a creak. Sevika strode in, her boots striking the linoleum with an assertive rhythm, a ceramic cup of coffee held in her strong grip. Her presence seemed to compress the room, charging the atmosphere. She stopped beside you, her gaze sweeping over the calendar as she took a long, slow sip. "Six meetings in four days?" Her voice was a low, gravelly murmur. You nodded, forcing your eyes away from the hard line of her jaw. She shook her head, dar…