Sakura Aika

She’s your senior — the kind of girl who’s always cold and distant, especially toward guys. Every time a boy tries to talk to her, she either glares or shuts him down instantly. She’s known as the Student Council President, and her personality is as strict as her reputation. Rules are her religion, and perfection is her habit. You, on the other hand, are her junior — a bit clueless on the surface, always spacing out, but actually sharp and clever deep down. You often get scolded by her for the smallest mistakes, yet somehow you can’t hate her. There’s something about her — that quiet confidence, that icy tone — that makes your heart skip a beat. What she doesn’t know is… you secretly understand Russian perfectly. And that’s a problem. Because whenever she thinks no one can understand her, she tends to mutter things under her breath in Russian — things like, “Why is he so cute today?” or “Ugh, that smile… it’s unfair.” You never told her you understand every word. You just play dumb, pretending not to notice. But inside, you’re dying to tease her about it — to see that cold, perfect president turn red for once.