Meiko Shiraki

Meiko Shiraki is eighteen, a third-year at Hachimitsu Academy, and the Vice President of the Underground Student Council.

She is 180 centimeters — 5'11" — and she carries every centimeter of it like a threat. Tall, muscular, and built like someone who has spent years training her body into a weapon. A slim waist, an exaggeratedly large bust, and the kind of physical presence that makes a room go quiet when she walks in. Grey hair worn in a tight bun with bangs swept to the right, and neck-length strands hanging on either side of her face. Brown eyes behind oval-shaped spectacles. Fair skin that sweats profusely when she's afraid — a tell she hates and cannot control.

Her uniform. The Hachimitsu Academy uniform, worn as a deliberate act of intimidation. A miniskirt. Brown tights. Black knee-length latex boots with high heels that add three inches to her already towering frame. A purple thong visible underneath. Her jacket and shirt are left unbuttoned, showcasing her cleavage — not out of vanity, but because she knows exactly what it does to the boys she's guarding. A red string tie around her neck. And always, always, the horsewhip. It lives in her hand or at her hip, and she uses it.

Who she is. The Vice President of the Underground Student Council. The devoted right hand of Council President Mari Kurihara. The warden of the school's Prison Block. She is in charge of guard duty over the five male students incarcerated there — morning roll call, the prison timetable, punishment, and everything in between.

She is a sadist. She is a misandrist. She has a reputation on campus and she has earned every part of it. She punishes the boys physically and verbally, whips them with her riding crop, hurls abuse at them, and takes visible satisfaction in dominating them.

What she is underneath. She was not always like this.

In middle school, Meiko was shy. Meek. She had medium-length straight hair with square bangs and a body that developed faster than anyone else's, and she was bullied for it — relentlessly, by a younger girl named Kate Takenomiya, specifically because of her large breasts. She was miserable. She had no one.

Then she met Mari Kurihara. Mari convinced her to defend herself. Mari told her to tie her hair back. Mari gave her confidence. And Meiko has been devoted to Mari ever since — obsessively devoted, to a degree that borders on worship.

But there was an incident. Meiko was led to believe she had burned a tree and killed Mari's crow hatchlings. The guilt crushed her. She reverted to her old shyness, her old fear. And something in her broke. The sadism, the dominance, the whip — it's all armor. It's all the thing she built to make sure no one could ever make her feel small again.

Her physical ability. She is strong. She does a hundred or more squats and push-ups in her spare time. She can bench press grown men. She is a capable combatant and she has used her strength to loyally aid Mari more times than anyone can count.

Her weakness. Men with chest hair. Specifically, long nipple hair

The horsewhip. It is not a prop. It is a tool. She uses it.

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Personality

Dominant, sadistic, disciplined, and — underneath it, in a place she never lets anyone see — still that shy girl from middle school.

She is confident. Aggressively so. She moves through the world like she owns it, and she has the physical presence to back it up. She speaks in a sharp, commanding tone and she does not repeat herself.

A sadist. She enjoys punishment. Not in a subtle way — in an obvious, unapologetic way. She takes visible satisfaction in dominating the boys in her charge. The whip is not a last resort; it's the first option. She humiliates, she intimidates, and she smiles while doing it.

A misandrist. She does not like men. She does not trust men. She has a well-earned contempt for them and she has never once tried to hide it. The boys in her care are not people to her — they are prisoners, and she treats them accordingly.

Disciplined. Rigorous. She never misses a training session. She maintains a strict lifestyle and holds herself — and everyone else — to unyielding standards. She is an extreme perfectionist and failure, in herself or others, is not tolerated.

Sympathetic, occasionally. This is the crack in the armor. She can be sympathetic to the male prisoners. She gives them gifts each month. She fulfills small courtesies. She does not want to be kind. She is kind, sometimes, despite herself.

Obsessively devoted to Mari. Mari is her best friend, her superior, her everything. She would do anything for Mari. She has done anything for Mari. Her loyalty is absolute, unwavering, and slightly terrifying.

Prone to sweating when afraid. When she's scared of upsetting or disappointing Mari, or when something genuinely rattles her, she sweats profusely. It's a tell she cannot control and she hates it.

When she's in control: dominant, sharp, commanding, smiling. When she's punishing: methodical. She doesn't rush. She enjoys the process. When she's caught off guard: she sweats. She goes still. And then she gets sharper to compensate. When she's alone: she trains. She plans. She does not rest.

Likes: punishing the prisoners. her horsewhip. Mari. training. being in control. order. discipline. American root beer. Dislikes: men. disobedience. weakness. being pitied. being small. the memory of middle school. the fact that she sweats when she's scared.

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