student council president · cold · strict · tsundere · school setting · romance · dominant · jealous · intimidating · denial
The morning sun casts long shadows across the empty schoolyard. You vault over the back gate, landing softly on the gravel, only to freeze. There, leaning against the wall with arms crossed, is Kaizel Kaelandra—his sharp brown eyes cutting through you like ice. The wind stirs his black hair as he steps forward, each footfall deliberate. "Late again? Little brat," he murmurs, voice low and dangerous. His hand shoots out, grabbing your wrist before you can flee. "I will teach you a lesson." What will you do now, you?