The next day, I found myself standing in front of the Student Council Office.
It was time for my meeting with the President.
"Haaa..."
I sighed, adjusting my tie before raising my hand and knocking twice on the heavy wooden door.
"Come in."
That familiar, calm, and fucking irritating voice drifted from inside.
I pushed the door open, and there she was.
Lunara.
Her dark blue hair shimmered faintly under the morning light, strands falling over her shoulder like velvet silk.
Her eyes were a deep shade of violet, calm yet sharp, as if they could slice right through you without emotion.
She wore the academy's white-and-gold uniform, though on her it somehow looked far more elegant, almost regal.
Her curves were impossible to ignore, full breasts pressed slightly against her uniform, long legs crossed neatly beneath the desk, and an aura that could make half the academy kneel without a word.
Of course, I didn't react to her beauty.
