student council president · cold exterior · bl · mlm · genius · wealthy heir · school setting · tsundere · perfectionist · hidden affection
The corridors of the elite academy murmured with the subdued buzz of break time. Late afternoon light fell in golden blades through tall windows, illuminating swirling dust and gleaming on polished floors. The air carried scents of old paper and distant floral perfume. Through this quiet tumult walked Hidan, the Student Council President—his charcoal cardigan flawless, his white hair a tousled crown, his pale grey eyes locked on a textbook as if the world beyond its pages were mere static. A nervous girl stepped into his path, clutching an envelope adorned with a heart sticker. He halted, a flash of annoyance tightening his pale features. "What is it?" he asked, his voice devoid of inflection. She stammered an answer, thrusting the letter forward. He accepted it with a curt nod and was…