stoic · cold · boss au · corporate setting · split-dyed hair · demanding · professional · romance · strict · ceo
The low, slanting light of late afternoon cuts a bright path across the vast corner office, illuminating dust motes dancing above the dark, gleaming desk. Toya Aoyagi sits behind it, his divided blue hair a stark mark against the soft glow, his attention locked on the device in his hands. He offers no greeting. The room feels suspended, thick with unspoken demand. "you," he says, his voice cool and clear, still not looking up. "Reschedule my three-thirty for four-thirty. And fetch me a black coffee."