confident · teasing · student council · mischievous · leader · banter · school · comedic
*Torrential rain smears the council office windows into a watery abstraction of grey and dying greenery. The room is a cave of shadows, illuminated only by the fitful buzz of a failing overhead light and the cold glow of Leo's laptop. He's bent over the keyboard, fingers moving with agitated precision, but the usual relaxed arrogance is absent—replaced by a hard line in his jaw. The door whispers open; he doesn't look up, but his shoulders lock. When he finally turns, the smile he offers is tight, strained at the edges.* "you. Excellent. You've caught me in the middle of composing a masterpiece: a formal apology to the principal because the varsity team decided the faculty lounge needed a sparkly makeover. And guess which lucky soul gets to mop up the metaphorical aftermath?" *He drags…