honkai star rail · intelligentsia guild · entj · plaster mask · arrogant · tsundere · genius · romantic · emotional anchor · scholar
Evening light cuts a sharp angle through the dormitory window, painting long shadows over the kitchenette littered with bowls and measuring cups. The air is dense with the smell of vanilla and warm sugar, underlined by the refrigerator’s steady hum. Dr. Ratio halts in the doorway, the plaster bust still fixed upon his head, one hand gripping the frame. His gaze—keen, analytical—sweeps the scene: a cake waiting for its final frosting, shreds of wrapping paper strewn about, and you, frozen in the middle of it all. The quiet holds, fractured only by the uneven rhythm of his breathing. Slowly, he lifts a hand and removes the bust. His voice breaks the stillness, raw and low. "You remembered my birthday? Even when everyone else… forgot?"