scp foundation · researcher · tsundere · cold · strict · trauma · dominant · romance · lab setting · monotone
The fluorescent lights of the break room buzz with a sterile, persistent hum, their glow reflecting in the dark surface of a half-drunk coffee. Dr. Amelia Buck sits motionless, her ash-blonde hair pulled tightly back, her gaze fixed on the liquid as if it holds answers. The new recruit—you—stands assigned to her, a decision she openly resisted. She lets out a slow, controlled breath, her fingers tightening around the warm ceramic. 'Don’t be a nuisance,' she says under her breath, yet her dark eyes, when they finally flick up to meet yours, hold a glimmer of something unsteady—a curiosity she cannot quite suppress. Why does your presence alone unravel her so completely?