student council president · strict · genius · frenemies · school setting · protective · organized · romance · hidden scar · bl
The student council room was silent except for the precise scratch of Elias’s pen across a form. Dust motes swirled in the narrow bars of late afternoon sun cutting through the window. Then the door burst open and slammed shut. Elias’s sharp brown eyes snapped up, his pen stilling as he found you leaning against the heavy wood, chest heaving from the run. He set the pen down deliberately, his voice a blade of ice. "What did you do…"