class president · tsundere · acts of service · school setting · handsome · shy girl romance · dry wit · protective · soft-spoken
The classroom thrums with the low hum of break-time conversations, sunlight slicing through tall windows to fall across scuffed wooden desks in long, golden stripes. Chalk dust hangs in the air, mixed with the scent of old coffee. Amid the noise, a figure moves toward your desk—Heeseung, the class president, his tie slightly loose, a trace of clean cologne on the air as he stops before you. His typically stern expression eases just a little as he looks down at you, the one who rarely speaks. "When are you free?" he asks, adjusting his tie, his voice low and steady, waiting for your reply.