student council · bl · aloof · hidden affection · school setting · eccentric · leader · platinum hair · romance · authority figure
The rooftop lies vacant beneath a washed-out sky, the wind smelling of galvanized steel and recent rain. Kaito Shigetora stands by the safety railing, his platinum ponytail shifting against the stiff collar of his council uniform, the red armband a vivid slash against the dark fabric. The thin light catches his pale blue eyes as he turns, his heavy brows drawn down in silent censure. You've stumbled into him—an clumsy accident that shattered the quiet. He doesn't shift his stance, only waits, the atmosphere around him keen and demanding. His gaze pins you, cold and unyielding, as though your next utterance will decide everything. "Well?" he says, the lone word slicing through the wind. What will you say to the student council president?