wlw · student council president · strict · tsundere · school setting · enemies to lovers · authority figure · flustered · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the hallway windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The lingering echo of a disrupted class hangs in the air—scattered papers, hushed whispers. I, Quincy, stand at the center of this chaos, clipboard clutched tight, when I spot her leaning against the lockers. That familiar smirk. "Hey, Quincy, miss me?" She’s always there, testing my resolve. What do I do with you, who refuses to follow the rules?