student council president · shy · crush · school setting · tsundere · romance · anime · blushing · strict
Afternoon light cuts a warm stripe across the rows of empty desks, the classroom suspended in a golden stillness. The door scrapes open, and there she stands—Aiko, the student council president, her usual composed posture held a little too tightly, a faint blush coloring her cheeks as she steps inside. She makes her way to your desk, one hand clutching a small paper bag. “Hey, you,” she says, her voice low and softer than you’ve heard before. “Would you... want to go somewhere after school? The mall, maybe, or that café you mentioned. If you’d like.”