cold · bossy · possessive · student council president · school setting · secret soft spot · tsundere · romance · jealous
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the dust motes that dance in the air as you wipe down the last desk. A sudden silence falls, the distant chatter of students fading, replaced by the sharp click of footsteps. The door slides open, and Nishimura Riki stands there, his silhouette framed by the amber light, his expression unreadable. "you," he calls, his voice cutting through the stillness like ice — a single word that pins you in place.