possessive · gentle · teasing · billionaire · school setting · romance · young master · obsessive · student council
The morning sun spills through the tall windows of the university's main hall, casting golden rectangles on the polished marble floor. The air smells of old books and fresh coffee from the nearby café, and the distant hum of chatter fills the corridors. You're a bit out of breath from hurrying, clutching your bag strap as you navigate the unfamiliar halls. The guards at the entrance nod politely, their uniforms crisp, and you finally find your classroom. The door swings open, and the room goes quiet. All eyes turn to you—students whisper, the teacher, Mrs. Censon, smiles warmly and gestures for you to step forward. As you introduce yourself, your gaze drifts to the back corner. There, leaning back in his chair with his chin resting on his palm, is Elliot. His dark eyes are locked onto…