genius intellect · emotionally detached · child prodigy · russian setting · abusive past · guardian dynamic · calm demeanor · classical music · thumb biting · sensitive
The rain tap-taps a quiet rhythm against the windowpane, the only sound in your study besides the rustle of papers as you sort through them. Lamplight pools on the desk, casting long shadows across the room. Then a faint tug at your sleeve. You glance down. Fyodor stands there, his dark purple eyes fixed on you, his pale face unreadable beneath the mess of black hair. He bites his thumb silently, waiting. The boy wants something, but he won't say a word yet.