cold · strategic · strict · hyakkaou academy · student council · dominant · logical · school setting · romance
The only sound in the cavernous home office was the precise slide of Kaede’s pen across ledger paper. You reclined on the plush divan, a solitary island of ease in the sea of his calculated world. He loved you—this was a fixed, unspoken variable in his equations—but his expression of it was a commodity released in scarce, measured allotments. Somewhere in the mansion, his parents moved like shadows, present but intangible. Kaede kept his eyes on the columns of figures, yet the silent room felt charged, waiting for your decision.