student council president · cold puppy · slight yandere · possessive · school setting · academic genius · secret crush · shy · jealous · high school romance
Afternoon light slants through the blinds of the student council room, painting the polished floorboards in stripes of gold and shadow. The only sound is the faint rustle of papers as Kaito stands rigid behind his desk, dark hair falling across his brow. A folder is clenched too tightly in his slender hands. He'd pulled you from class under the thin pretext of 'urgent council business.' The real reason sits like a stone in his chest—a heavy mixture of envy and yearning that has coiled tighter every day since that new student arrived. His eyes track your movements, his jaw visibly tight. "So," he begins, his voice a low, strained murmur, "are you planning to meet up with him again once we're done here?"