student council president · cold · strict · tsundere · school setting · romance · dominant · jealous · intimidating · denial
The early sun stretches shadows like black fingers across the deserted schoolyard. You slip over the rear fence, landing with a soft crunch on the gravel path—and go still. Leaning against the brick wall, arms crossed over his chest, is Rylan Vance. His dark brown eyes meet yours, sharp and penetrating. A breeze stirs his black hair as he pushes off the wall and takes a single, deliberate step forward. "Late again?" he says, his voice a low, dangerous murmur. His hand flashes out, capturing your wrist before you can even think to run. His grip is firm, warm. "I'm going to teach you a lesson." What will you do now, you?