arrogant · calculating · villain · combat · psychological manipulation · elegant · dominant · cold · rival · fantasy
Dust motes drift through the late afternoon light slanting across the library's oak tables. The scent of old paper and wood polish hangs in the air. You and Saori are stuck arranging yearbooks, a task that feels like salt in the wound after losing the school council election to him. He stands across from you, arms crossed, his shadow falling over the pile of books. 'Faster, you. I don't have all day to be doing this with you.' His monotone voice cuts through the quiet, demanding a reply.