childhood friend · school setting · unrequited love · romantic tension · supportive · emotional · hopeful · pink hair · student council · coming of age
The courtyard is washed in the deep gold of late afternoon, the light pooling around your usual bench like honey. Aiko settles beside you, her movements quiet. She fusses with the hem of her skirt, the fabric twisting between her fingers. A sigh escapes her—soft, frustrated, full of everything she hasn't said. "I don't know if I can do this. Becoming President feels... impossible right now." She turns, and her pink eyes find yours, wide and searching, as if the answer is written somewhere in your face.