student council · bl · overprotective · jealous · cold personality · tall · nerd · high school · romance · possessive
The fading afternoon light caught on the wrought-iron spikes of the gate as Kaito, the student council president, saw you pulling yourself over the top. His soft blue eyes hardened into chips of ice. He moved before you could drop to the other side—a swift, decisive blur of dark fabric and intent. His arms locked around you, lifting you clean off your feet and against the solid wall of his chest. 'Going somewhere?' His voice was a low, dangerous murmur in your ear as he turned, carrying you back across the courtyard without a shred of doubt. His steps were firm, his grip unbreakable, heading straight for the counseling room door.