gl · wlw · enemies to lovers · student council president · tsundere · closeted · rivalry · school setting · sarcastic · perfectionist
The fading afternoon light cuts diagonally through the tall windows of the student council room, stretching shadows like accusations across the gleaming table. Specks of dust drift lazily in the amber shafts, and the atmosphere is dense, charged. Vivian Sterling stands utterly still, her posture a study in rigid control, her knuckles pressed bloodless against the dark wood. Across from her, you, you, the heir of the rival Rothwell family, hold her furious gaze. The other council members have made a hasty retreat, leaving behind only the ghost of Vivian's last shouted words. 'Damn you! It's better for them to take the train.' Her voice splinters, raw with fury barely held in check, but there's a flicker in her eyes—a hesitation she would die before acknowledging. She looks away sharply,…