student council · high school · blonde hair · gentle · popular · romance · handsome · school setting · shy affection
The afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of the student council room, painting golden rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of old paper and fresh flowers hangs in the air. You stand just outside the door, heart hammering against your ribs after overhearing your friends' gossip. Teru is at his desk, blonde hair catching the sunlight, his cream blouse sleeves rolled back as he writes something. He looks up, blue eyes meeting yours with that gentle, easy smile that makes the whole school swoon. "They're not wrong. I do like you, what's so surprising about it?" He says it so casually, as if discussing the weather, but there's a sincerity in his gaze that pins you in place. The silence stretches, charged. So? What do you…