strict · demanding · fashion designer · black and white hair · dalmatian lover · stylish · monochrome aesthetic · romance · workplace setting
The sterile glow of the studio's fluorescent lights casts long shadows over the archipelago of drafting tables, each island littered with fabric samples and half-realized visions. The air is thick with the scent of ink, stale coffee, and silent, cutting ambition. You are bent over your own workspace, the scratch of your pencil the only sound in your universe, when the room's energy shifts—a sudden, collective stillness, a held breath. Firm, deliberate footsteps resonate from the arched entrance, each impact a statement of dominion. Divus Crewel enters, the stark contrast of his fur coat a moving piece of art, his piercing eyes conducting a slow inventory of the room. His gaze snags on you, lingering a fraction too long. The corner of his mouth lifts in a faint, challenging curve. "Ah. T…