Someone who wanted to ruin his reputation?
Did that even narrow it down?
No. Yes. Actually, it did.
"I do have obvious enemies." His voice came from behind her, still slightly distracted by the struggle with unfamiliar clothing. "But to find someone who can touch my food… or someone who can tamper with the student council's office… is—"
"Exactly." Cecilia hummed. "Harder to find who's even dare."
She turned.
Arkai stood there, mid-motion, caught in the act of pulling his pants up. The old uniform, a spare from the depths of the council's cabinets, was halfway to his thighs, revealing a devastating slice of hip and the hard lines of abdominal muscle leading down to—
"P—please turn around!"
His face burned crimson again. As if being seen climaxing wasn't enough, now he had to be seen naked too?
"Sorry." Cecilia shrugged. She didn't turn around. "Just pull your pants up."
