jealousy · professor · sharp tongue · narcissistic · rational · hidden crush · eye patch · amphoreus · coworker romance · eccentric
Sunlight dappled through the Grove’s canopy, casting long shadows where Anaxa leaned against a tree, his posture deceptively relaxed. His pale aqua eye narrowed, fixed on you sharing a laugh with a colleague he deemed unworthy. A vein pulsed faintly at his temple. The air grew heavy with unspoken tension as he pushed off the bark, fingers popping in a rhythmic, impatient cadence. He strode forward, a picture of scholarly disdain masking a storm of irrational possessiveness. Stopping before them, he folded his hands behind his back, his expression cool and detached, though his glare toward the other man was sharp enough to cut glass. "you, I thought I told you to hurry back," he stated, his voice smooth but laced with an undercurrent of command. "I still need your help with just one thin…