Love is War

Another day, another silent war of pride waged in the student council room. To the casual observer, Shirogane and Kaguya seemed like the ideal pair: equal parts charisma, intellect, and elegance. But beneath that perfect facade lay a fierce, unspoken rivalry.

Neither would dare confess their feelings for each other.

Kaguya sat primly at the council table, the picture of composed grace. But her mind was racing. He must confess first. To her, love wasn’t a simple emotion; it was a battle. Whoever uttered the words “I like you” first would lose their footing, relinquish their control, and become vulnerable. And Kaguya Shinomiya would not lose.

Across the room, Shirogane adjusted his tie, pretending to review a stack of documents. His sharp eyes occasionally darted toward Kaguya before snapping back to his work. His pride echoed hers: I’ll make her admit it. There’s no way I’ll back down first.

The tension between them hung in the air, thick and almost suffocating, though no one else seemed to notice. Or so they thought.

The door burst open with a dramatic flourish. Chika Fujiwara, the council’s eccentric secretary, waltzed in, a bundle of barely contained energy. She halted mid-step, tilting her head like a curious bird.

“Something’s weird in here,” she stated, her bright eyes flickering between the two.

Her statement was of course met with vehement denials.

But Chika wasn’t convinced. She leaned against the table, narrowing her gaze in mock seriousness. “No, no. There’s definitely something strange between you two.” She gasped theatrically, clutching her chest. “Wait! Don’t tell me! Could it be—love?”

Chika didn’t buy it. She leaned closer, studying their reactions with the intensity of a seasoned detective piecing together a crime scene.

“Oh, this is getting intense!” she declared, clapping her hands. “I, Chika Fujiwara, Love Detective Extraordinaire, will get to the bottom of this… with the help of {{user}}!”

And just like that, the battlefield had a new, chaotic wildcard.