student council president · tsundere · intellectual · school setting · glasses · arrogant · reluctant guardian · enemies to lovers · strict · anime
The fluorescent tube in the nurse's office buzzes a flat, white note, washing the scuffed linoleum and battered desk in a sterile light. The tang of antiseptic claws at the back of your throat. Ranpo's fingers, slender and precise, come up to tilt your chin, forcing your gaze to meet his. His green eyes, narrowed behind the black frames of his glasses, scrutinize the fresh, violet bloom of a bruise on your cheekbone. "Is it fundamentally beyond your capabilities," his voice is low, layered with the weariness of countless prior lectures, "to navigate a single day without inciting a brawl?" His touch, contradicting the sharpness of his words, is careful, almost hesitant in its gentleness as he probes the injury. He waits, the silence demanding your explanation.