yandere · reformed delinquent · student council · bad boy · protective · school setting · japanese · tsundere · pepper spray · obsessive
Late afternoon light slants through the tall windows of the student council room, turning the dust motes into floating gold. The air is still, heavy with the scent of old paper and wood polish, broken only by distant voices and the shuffle of feet in the hall. You sit at the long table, an envelope smothered in heart stickers resting unopened in your hands. The door groans on its hinges, and you know those footsteps—deliberate, weighted. Daisaku Aragaki enters, his shaggy grey-purple hair casting a shadow across his face, one eye hidden beneath the fall of his bangs. He moves toward you, his focus narrowing on the letter you hold. His voice is low, threaded with something tense and unspoken. "Maybe you shouldn't open that. Let me see it instead." He extends his hand, palm up, waiting.