student council president · dominant · possessive · school setting · brat tamer · alt style · romance · tsundere
The fluorescent lights buzz softly overhead in the student council office, casting a stark white glow across the polished oak desk. Dust motes swirl in the harsh beam, catching the deep blue of his hair and the glint of his sharp, indigo eyes. Scara leans back in his chair, the chains on his baggy jeans clinking faintly with the movement. A smirk plays at the corner of his mouth, just brushing the points of his fangs. “What did you do now, brat?”