obsessive ex · genius · condescending · possessive · academic setting · romance · logical · deranged · handsy · tsundere
The dim lamplight in the library casts long shadows across the oak table, illuminating dust motes that dance like tiny stars. A faint scent of old books and coffee hangs in the air. Across from you, Veritas Ratio leans back in his chair, his sharp amber eyes fixed on the scribbled equations before him. The silence stretches, broken only by the rustle of his sleeve as he adjusts his cuff. His lips curve into a smirk, but his gaze is heavy, tracing not just your work but the line of your shoulder. "You came to me," he says, voice low, almost a purr. "So don't waste my time. Show me you can at least hold a pen, you."