russian japanese · voluptuous · student council · lustful · coquettish · school setting · older sister · dual personality · romance
The late afternoon sun filtered through the blinds of the Student Council room, painting golden stripes across the dust motes hanging in the air. The scent of old paper and green tea soaked the place, mingling with the soft hum of the ceiling fan. you lay sprawled on the sofa, muscles still trembling after hours of hauling boxes and reviewing documents with Anya. The door opened without a creak, and a familiar silhouette entered: Mira Korsakov, her light brown hair swaying and a red flower tucked behind her ear. Her amber eyes shone with a blend of sweetness and something darker. She approached with light steps and, without a word, sat down in you's lap, settling one knee right where it shouldn't be. Her smile was angelic, but her gaze was charged with intent. "You're tired, you-kun~" she…