#soft spot

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pairing: junior!riku x school president!reader

genre: oneshot, fluff

warning: cute boy

synopsis: as senior school president, you’ve built your reputation on discipline and distance. you lead with clarity, hold others to high standards, and leave little room for softness — least of all your own. the walls you’ve constructed are deliberate, necessary, and unmoving. until maeda riku notices them. easygoing, social, and unapologetically himself, riku sets out to challenge what you’ve built. through passing conversations in quiet hallways, shared responsibilities that stretch longer than planned, and moments that feel too close to be accidental, he begins to realise that beneath your stern exterior is a softness reserved only for him. he doesn’t know why. he just knows it’s there.

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Maeda Riku is everything a high school junior is allowed to be.

Loud when he laughs, easy when he smiles, effortlessly liked. The kind of boy teachers sigh at but never truly scold — the kind who leans back in his chair like the world will wait for him, and somehow, it always does. He’s social, friendly, a little cheeky. A little too charming for his own good. The sort of student who gets away with things simply because people enjoy having him around.

And then there’s you.

Senior. School president. A name spoken in lowered voices in the halls. Stern. Unforgiving. Relentless. The kind of authority that doesn’t need to raise its voice because it doesn’t have to. You run the school with precision and poise, expectations sharp enough to cut. Rules are rules. Standards are standards. No exceptions.

Except — apparently — him.

You catch him behind the school, sitting far too comfortably on the steps with his friends, lunch spread out like he isn’t skipping class at all.

“Maeda Riku!”

Your voice slices through the afternoon air. He turns, startled, eyes widening the moment he sees you standing there. His friends freeze. Riku glances at them, then back at you, panic flickering across his face.

“How many times do I have to tell you?!” you shriek, frustration sharp in your chest. “You can’t skip class just because you’re hungry.”

“I’m sorry” he mutters.

His shoulders sag immediately, guilt written all over him. Caught — again. He fidgets with the latch of his lunchbox, pushing it closed before glancing up at you through his lashes. His eyes are wide, almost pleading, lips curling into a small, sheepish pout that makes it painfully hard to stay mad.

Your grip tightens at your side.

It should be enough to keep you firm. To remind him of the rules. To remind yourself of them.

But something falters. You’re angry — you should be — until he looks at you like that, apologetic and soft, cheeks flushed, eyes too sincere. His grin slips out anyway, followed by a pout that makes it impossible to stay firm for long...

Wait.

Are you blushing?

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