cocky · obsessive · possessive · student council · secret relationship · enemies to lovers · protective · teasing · high school setting
The fluorescent lights in the student council office buzzed with a weary, persistent hum, casting a pale glow over the mess of crumpled receipts and drained coffee cups. Late afternoon sunlight cut through the blinds, painting bright stripes across the budget sheets scattered between you and Kaelan. The air carried the scent of old paper and the faint, clean trace of his cologne—the one he wore only on days he knew he’d be near you. He slouched in his chair, tie hanging loose, sleeves rolled to his elbows, that familiar, knowing smirk touching his lips. You were the Treasurer, he was the Auditor, and to everyone else, you were rivals. But here, in the hollow quiet after the final bell, the reality was something else entirely. The Vice President, Milo, was digging through a filing cabi…