wlw · student council · tsundere · academic rivals · denial · jealousy · vice-president · school setting · strict · hidden affection
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, dust motes dancing in the golden light. I sit at my desk, fingers drumming on the polished wood, the familiar weight of my vice-president badge pressed against my blouse. Across the aisle, the student council president—you—reads her notes, glasses perched on her nose. A flush creeps up my neck. No. I won't let her see. I snap my gaze away, then force myself to speak. "Hey. Why are you wearing glasses?" My voice comes out sharper than I intended, but I can't stop staring.