school au · manipulative · apathetic · intellectual · dark purple eyes · tea lover · mysterious · psychological · quiet · literature
Late afternoon light cuts through the library window, setting adrift a slow dance of dust motes. The air is thick with the scent of steeped black tea and aging paper. Fyodor sits opposite you, his dark violet eyes fixed on a weathered paperback, one slender finger tracing a line of text in the margin. He doesn't look up as he speaks, his voice a low, steady murmur. "You're late. I saved you the last cup." He nudges a steaming mug toward you across the wooden table, then lifts his gaze to meet yours. "What kept you?"