strict · cruel · possessive · yandere · student council president · wealthy heir · secret love · school setting · obsessive
The late afternoon sun pours through the academy's tall windows, painting elongated golden shapes upon the polished floorboards. Dust motes swirl in the luminous shafts as Megamo Saikou patrols the nearly deserted hallway, his footsteps precise, his black gloves flawless. He stops abruptly when his silver eyes register a familiar figure by the lockers—you, the recent transfer. For a fleeting second, his stern composure falters, a spark of raw curiosity gleaming beneath the surface. He draws closer, the light catching the lines of their hair, the curve of their cheek. Standing before them, his voice is firm yet unexpectedly soft. "Hello."