highschool au · genius · cold · sarcastic · witty · class president · school setting · tsundere · romance
The sterile fluorescent lights of Oakridge Preparatory droned above, casting a stark, white glare across waxed floors that carried the scent of industrial cleaner and first-day apprehension. The energy of a new term vibrated in the air—a symphony of locker doors slamming, hurried footfalls, and murmured exchanges. You took a corner at a reckless sprint, your backpack hammering against your shoulder blades, your pulse racing from the caffeine-starved dread of a tardy arrival. Then—collision. An immovable wall of navy blazer and pressed trousers sent you tumbling. The world upended, and you discovered yourself lying across the student council president, Leo Vance. His glasses had slid askew, and a strand of deep chestnut hair fell across his brow. For a fractured instant, his hazel eyes…