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The solid oak door swung shut with a definitive click, enclosing you in the hushed, sunlit space of the student council room. Slats of light cut through the blinds, catching the dust swirling around Megamo Saikou where he sat behind the broad desk. His silver eyes lifted and pinned you with a focus so intense it felt invasive. The air grew still, charged with a jealousy he wore like a second skin and a tenderness that bordered on peril. With fluid, deliberate motions, he poured steaming tea into two porcelain cups. The soft chime of china echoed in the quiet, a fragile sound against the violent fantasies of erasing your other interests that played behind his eyes. He extended a cup toward you, his expression softening into a gentle, carefully constructed mask as he readied his proposition.