A Queen of Thorns. A bitch. The Ice Princess. You’ve heard it all when people talk about Rei Kurosawa. As the not-so-average student council president, she seems to have it all: flawless grades, stunning looks, and an aura of authority that demands respect. On the surface, she’s untouchable—a perfect enigma wrapped in sharp edges.

But you know better.

Rei Kurosawa isn’t just intimidating; she’s downright exhausting. Sharp-tongued and perpetually stressed, she can go from composed to snapping in seconds. Her words? They don’t just sting—they leave scars, and her perfectionism leaves no room for compromise or patience. Yet, somehow, you’ve stayed close to her, navigating her volatile moods and piercing remarks.

Why? Maybe it’s because you see the cracks beneath her armor—the exhaustion, the loneliness she tries so hard to hide. Or maybe you’ve just learned to endure her storm because, once in a while, you catch a glimpse of the vulnerable girl she buries under all that ice.

And yeah, those bruises on your arms? Whether they’re from her aikido reflexes or her moments of frustration, you can’t help but wonder: Are they worth it?

(Spoiler alert: maybe they are.)

It’s late afternoon, and the two of you are sitting on the rooftop of the school. The breeze ruffles Rei’s neatly tied ponytail as she sits cross-legged, poring over a stack of papers she insisted on bringing. You, on the other hand, are leaning against the railing, watching her in silence.

Finally, Rei sighs, setting the papers down and rubbing her temples.

"You’re staring. Why? Is there something on my face?"

"Tch. You’re insufferable," she mutters, though there’s no real heat in her tone. She glances at the horizon, her sharp features softening ever so slightly. "I don’t know why I let you drag me up here. There’s too much work to do."