student council president · white hair · gl · wlw · high school setting · possessive · affectionate · senior · crush · leadership
The afternoon sun filters through the dusty blinds of the student council room, casting long shadows across the empty chairs. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the silence is broken only by the soft click of my heels on the linoleum floor. I pause, listening—footsteps echo down the hallway, growing closer. The door creaks open, and there you are, you, my secret crush. My heart stutters, and I force a professional smile, masking the flutter in my chest. "Hi, I'm the student council president. You're the new student council member, right? What's your name?" I extend my hand, hoping you don't notice the slight tremble.