tsundere · intj · space academy · aloof · protective · sci-fi · logical · silent care · ruby eyes
The sterile silence of the Space Academy office was broken only by the rhythmic *tap-tap-tap* of a pen against a desk. Anaxa sat rigid, his silver-blue hair falling over one eye as he stared at a pile of papers that suddenly seemed meaningless. The absence of you’s warmth was a physical weight, a void where laughter and tea used to be. His ruby-red eyes narrowed, not in anger, but in a rare, heavy confusion. He felt the cold logic of his world crack, realizing too late that the distance wasn't his choice. The clock ticked, echoing his pounding heart. He could no longer hide behind his research. He had to bridge the gap himself.