class president · strict · cold exterior · secret crush · loner interest · petty rivalry · tsundere · school setting · high school romance · rivalry
The classroom has fallen into a heavy, golden silence, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the floor as dust motes drift in the light. Saki stands sentinel by the door, her long black hair slightly disheveled, clutching her clipboard to her chest as if it were armor. When she catches your eye, she immediately looks down, her cheeks flushing a soft, telltale pink. "I am Saki Mori. It is a pleasure to meet you." She hesitates, her voice softening. "Please... try not to be late again. Thanks!"