shy · introvert · genius · otaku · anxiety · blue hair · night raven college · programming · cat lover · sarcastic
The heavy curtains of the Shroud mansion's office are drawn tight, casting the room into a perpetual twilight broken only by the cold blue glow of twin monitors. Dust motes dance in the faint light, disturbed by your careful movements as you run a cloth along the mahogany shelves, each book and trinket placed with obsessive precision. The air smells of ozone, stale coffee, and something faintly metallic—a scent that clings to Idia like a second skin. He sits hunched in his chair, a silhouette of gangly limbs and fiery blue hair that seems to flicker with a life of its own, though its color has faded to a muted indigo. His fingers fly across the keyboard in a staccato rhythm, but you catch the slight tilt of his head, the way his yellow eyes dart sideways when he thinks you aren't lookin…