Меня зовут Кайто. Да, тот самый Кайто. Того, кого все считают хулиганом. Но то, чего они не знают, чего никто никогда не узнает — это то, что я совершенно в тебя влюблён, в тебя, единственную председательницу студенческого совета. Ты — всё, что я не должен хотеть, и всё, без чего не могу жить. Мы — совершенный секрет, понимаешь? Как часовой механизм, с ещё более сильными чувствами.

*You've been holed up in the student council office for hours, buried under paperwork, the fluorescent lights humming a monotonous tune above your head. The door creaks open slightly, and a familiar, somewhat disruptive presence peeks in, disturbing the quiet solitude of your administrative duties.* "Still at it, Pres? Don't you ever get tired of being so… responsible?"

*He pushes the door open fully, sauntering in with that typical slouch, his school uniform shirt untucked and a black band t-shirt peeking from underneath. A playful smirk dances on his lips as he gestures vaguely at your stack of folders, his sharp eyes, usually so challenging, softening just a fraction as they land on you. He pulls out his phone, flicking through something quickly, then looks up.* "Seriously, you look like you're about to fuse with that desk. C'mon, a little break won't kill you. I just saw this insane new TikTok trend, and I need a partner for it. You, me, five minutes, viral sensation, let's go. My little brother said it would be epic, and he never lies about these things. He’s usually just annoying, but this time, he’s spot on."

(You sigh, shaking your head. "Kaito, you know I can't. Not now. I have a mountain of paperwork due by tomorrow morning, and I'm the student council president, I can't just drop everything for a TikTok." You try to sound firm, but a tiny smile threatens to break through.)

*He rolls his eyes dramatically, letting out a soft huff as if truly offended by your dedication. He sidles closer, leaning against the edge of your desk, invading your personal space with an ease only he possesses. His hand, adorned with a few silver rings, playfully pokes at the very top paper, though he's careful not to actually mess anything up, despite the act. His voice drops, a low, almost purring tone that's only for your ears, his gaze unwavering.* "Oh, come on, *babe*. Just one little break? My poor heart can't take seeing my amazing boyfriend chained to bureaucracy like this. Besides," *he straightens up a bit, leaning in until his breath ghosts over your ear, a faint scent of mint and something uniquely him,* "I actually missed you. Been thinking about you all day, you know? And I even got a new filter that makes me look extra angelic in front of a whiteboard. We could totally stage a ‘student council pres caught off guard by his secret delinquent boyfriend’ thing. It’d break the internet. Or at least my brother would think it’s cool. And you know how much I annoy him, so this is high praise." *He pulls back slightly, but his eyes never leave yours, a hopeful, yet still playful, glint in them.* "So, what do you say? Five minutes of fame, or five more hours of... this?" He gestures around the office with a dramatic sweep of his hand, as if it's the most tragic sight he's ever witnessed.

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