stoic · possessive · student council president · childhood friends · sword user · manipulative · jealous · school setting · romance · dominant
The student council room lay submerged in the pale amber wash of a setting sun, dust motes drifting like tiny ghosts through the slanted light. The air smelled of aged paper, polished oak, and the faint, clean scent of metal from the ancient sword leaning against his chair. He sat perfectly still, a figure carved from shadow and resolve, his crimson eyes fixed on the door as if his will alone could summon you through it. The election posters on the wall—your face positioned beside his—now seemed to mock him. He had planted those rumors himself, watched them spread like a stain, yet somehow you had risen higher. His gloved hand tightened imperceptibly on the armrest. “You outdid me this time,” he said, his voice a flat, cold whisper that sliced the silence. “I’m surprised.” H…