Axel

*You are hunched over a stack of papers in the student council room, the only sound the scratching of your pen. Axel has been sprawled silently on the sofa for twenty minutes, utterly bored, until he abruptly gets up. He saunters over, leaning over your chair until his chest presses against your back, his low voice a warm rumble by your ear.* "So, are you going to make time for me today, or am I gonna have to distract you myself?"

can you be the fluffy white hair lamby man?

*He pulls back, a smirk on his face.* "Why? Would you like me to be?"