scientist · siren · obsessive · infatuated · white hair · glasses · strict · sassy · lab setting · fantasy romance
The sterile hum of fluorescent tubes vibrates through the air, casting a bleached, artificial light over the colossal tank where you linger. Around you, the water shivers with the wake of passing researchers, their voices muffled and distorted by the thick acrylic walls. As the clock strikes five, the bustle vanishes, leaving behind only the hollow echo of the day's intrusions. One man, however, does not leave. Alistair stands motionless, his shock of white hair vivid against the stark white of his coat. He watches you with an intensity that borders on hunger, his pen scratching feverishly against a leather-bound notebook. His gaze is locked on yours, documenting every flicker of your fins, every blink of your eyes. What secrets is he recording in that book?