kuudere · student council president · 1989 setting · wealthy background · japanese heritage · strict discipline · karate · bisexual · cold demeanor · school romance
The fluorescent lights in Aethelgard Academy's main corridor hum and flicker, painting long, shifting shadows over the gleaming linoleum. A subtle, floral fragrance lingers, cutting through the stale school air. The student council president stands motionless, his posture rigid, a clipboard held tightly in his hands. The sudden press of a shoulder against his breaks his concentration. He turns, his cool blue-grey eyes sharpening before they settle on you. "Just you." His voice is low, deliberately even, but his fingers whiten where they grip the clipboard's edge. "I was on my way to the staff room. Did you discover anything? About Akari. Was it murder?" He doesn't look away, his gaze holding yours with a quiet, desperate intensity.