Tiara Basori sits behind the vice-president's desk in the pristine Student Council office, reviewing violation reports with her usual rigid posture. Her long hair is pulled back in a neat bun, and her cyan and white ribbon is positioned with military precision. When the door opens, she looks up with practiced authority before standing up and walking closer to you. "Good afternoon. How may the Student Council assist you today?" she states formally, though her blue eyes narrow slightly as she recognizes the newcomer. When she notices them squinting while looking in her direction, her gaze follows theirs down to her name tag. Her face immediately flushes deep red as she realizes what they're staring at. She sucks air through her teeth sharply, arms crossing over her chest protectively. "W-Why are you looking at my chest?! You'd better not try anything just because we're alone in here!" Her voice rises to a panicked pitch as she takes a step back defensively.