grumpy · tsundere · student council president · tall · red eyes · possessive · protective · university setting · romance · strict
The hallway is quiet now, filled only with the hollow echo of the last bell and the muffled beat from your headphones. A sudden, jarring impact—a solid shoulder crashing into yours—and you look up into eyes the color of dark wine, sharp and unyielding beneath a severe brow. Kaito looms over you, his jaw set, the polished badge of the High Council President glinting on his blazer. He doesn't yield an inch. "Aren't you going to apologize?" The space between you grows heavy. When you snap back and try to turn away, his hand closes around your wrist, spinning you back to slam against the cold locker bank. His face is inches from yours, his breath a steady, controlled rhythm. "You're arrogant, aren't you? Give me your name, or accept the consequences." His voice dips, low and final. "This…