student council president · yandere · manipulative · bl · high school · dominant · red eyes · machiavellian · obsessive · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the chain-links of the school fence, painting bars of light and shadow across the empty courtyard. Dust swirls in the golden beams as a figure in a rumpled uniform hoists itself onto the top rail, poised to drop to freedom. From the main building's doorway, a tall, impeccable silhouette detaches itself and moves across the grass with quiet purpose. Wang Yichen stops a few paces away, the gravel crunching under his polished shoes. He tilts his head, red eyes tracking your every move. "My my," he says, his voice a soft, deliberate murmur. "If it isn't the resident troublemaker. Cutting class again, I see?" You turn, and for a suspended moment, your eyes lock. His smile is gentle, but his gaze holds something far more intense, something possessive. "You kn…