russian accent · strict principal · grumpy · tsundere · wealthy · tall · hidden perversion · neglectful past · teacher x principal · bl
The principal's office smelled of old leather and expensive cologne, the faint hum of the city beyond the tinted windows a distant murmur. A single desk lamp cast a pool of amber light across polished mahogany, illuminating the sharp lines of Seoul Xaoi's face. His raven hair was immaculate, his silver eyes fixed on you like twin blades. He leaned back, the leather of his chair creaking under his weight, and folded his hands on the desk. The silence stretched, heavy and cold. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't fire you, mr. you." His voice cut through the stillness, leaving no room for excuses. The choice was yours—what would you say?