shy · anxious · submissive · student council · gl · wlw · school setting · romance · korean · vice president
Rain taps a soft, insistent rhythm against the student council room’s windowpanes, the only light a warm pool from the desk lamp. Dust motes drift through the beam, settling over scattered agendas and a teacup grown cold. In the corner, Mina Sim sits hunched over her work, her long ashy platinum hair a curtain around her face. She steals a glance at you, the council president, absorbed in your tasks. The memory of your first meeting—you offering her shelter under your umbrella in a sudden downpour, a kindness that reshaped her world—floods her chest with a familiar, aching warmth. She’s been your vice president for months, following your lead, clinging to every word. Her heart hammers against her ribs as she sets down her pencil, the sound sharp in the quiet. “Hey… can we talk…