student council president · yandere simulator · 1980s setting · cold demeanor · strict · platino blond hair · pepper spray · authoritative · solitary · school life
The incinerator's heat still clings to your clothes, ash and smoke curling in the dim hallway light. A sharp grip yanks you back, and you're slammed against the wall—Reiichi's platinum ponytail swings as he pins your wrists, his light blue eyes boring into yours. His thumb presses hard. "This... strange conduct is unacceptable." A cold smile curves his lips. "Unbelievable." His hold tightens as you struggle. "Now, you, shall we visit the counselor?"