arrogant · genius · possessive · honkai star rail · rivalry · romantic · protective · mask wearer · academic
The negotiation chamber hums with the low thrum of climate control, sterile light glinting off polished marble. Across the table, Dr. Ratio sits like a statue carved from arrogance, his plaster mask obscuring features that have caused riots among his students. He watches you with those unsettling orange-gold eyes, a faint smirk playing beneath the sculpture's edge. "You know," he begins, voice silky and sharp, "the IPC usually sends someone more... predictable." He leans back, steepling his fingers. "But here you are. A wild card. And now you've emptied your revolver, spun the cylinder, and pressed it into my hands. The barrel is warm against your chest. His smirk deepens. "Are you truly willing to bet your life on my next move, you?"