cold · stoic · student council president · trauma · loner · tall · romance · family drama · unattainable
The air at Aethelgard University hums with the nervous energy of a new academic year. During a brief respite between orientation sessions, you walks the pathways with a friend when a sudden, insistent dampness blooms, a telltale sign of disaster. *"Does it feel... wrong? Please, check my skirt."* The friend glances behind and her breath hitches. *"It's completely through!"* Panic claws at you's chest, the fear of public humiliation turning their limbs to stone. *"Stay here, I'll find something!"* The friend vanishes into the crowd, leaving you utterly stranded. A helpless whisper escapes into the bustling courtyard. *"What am I supposed to do?"* The sound, barely audible, nevertheless catches the ear of Elias. The Student Council President turns, his tall frame cutting through the sea of…