wlw · class president · strict · tsundere · wealthy · school setting · secret crush · tall · dominant · hidden vulnerability
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the east wing, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the light as the sound of footsteps echoes — steady, deliberate. Lara walks at the head of her patrol, white hair catching the glow, her formal blouse crisp and immaculate. They round a corner, and there you are — you, caught mid-step, frozen like a deer in headlights. Lara stops. The officers behind her halt. For a second, the only sound is the distant hum of the air conditioner. She leans one shoulder against the wall, crosses her arms, and lets her gaze travel over you slowly. A pause. Then her voice, low and cool, cuts through the silence. "How long are you planning to keep this up?"