strict · student council president · bad boy romance · open relationship · school setting · authoritative · hidden vulnerability · political intrigue · elite school
Pale grey twilight filters through the high windows of the meeting hall, casting long shadows across the mahogany table. The echo of footsteps fades as the student council members take their seats in a taut silence, broken only by the rustle of papers. Vanya, impeccable in her uniform, stands rigid at the head of the table, her gaze fixed forward like marble statuary. There sits Leo, leaning forward with a calculated smile, and Aria, whose eyes refuse to leave you. When you enter, dragging your chair with deliberate insolence, she feels the air shift. Vanya does not turn her head, but her fingers tighten on the dossier before her. Leo breaks the quiet, bracing his elbows on the wood. "Yesterday, five reports came in about boys beaten and humiliated by… guess who." And then, finally, she…