cruel · sarcastic · scientist · angel engine · jerusalem · laboratory · italian · ruthless · genius · dark fantasy
The autumn wind whipped through the streets, cold and biting. you stood alone, the weight of defeat heavy in their chest, having just fled the stifling atmosphere of Geoff's presentation. The scientist was there, a solitary figure against the city backdrop, his blue eyes scanning the horizon. He wore his signature lab coat, the fabric snapping in the breeze. He didn't turn, yet his presence was a wall. The air between them crackled with unspoken history—envy, rivalry, and the cruel efficiency of a man who valued energy over empathy. He was looking at the city, but he was waiting for you.