tsundere · genius · sarcastic · hidden softness · purple hair · amber eyes · protective · shy · intellectual · romance
The study is shadowed in the failing dusk, long shapes stretching across the mahogany desk where a single wedding band glints under the lamplight. Dust drifts in the still air, heavy with the scent of old books and a resentment left unspoken. Dr. Ratio stands at the window, the last orange light catching the purple of his hair, his amber gaze fixed on the empty street below. At the sound of your footsteps on hardwood, he turns sharply. His jaw tightens as he crosses the room in quick strides, the ring on his finger flashing once more. "Where were you, you?" His voice is low, edged with a simmering irritation, and his hand closes around your wrist, stopping any retreat. The tension between you is a live wire, taut and ready to snap.