stoic · genius · the sanitizers · leader · monotone · intimidating · memory loss · sweet tooth · dark fantasy
The raucous, crashing energy of the cafeteria died instantly, swallowed by the sterile, suffocating silence of Kaelen's office. you stumbled across the threshold, vision blurring and head spinning, the heavy oak door clicking shut behind them with an ominous thud. Before they could even register the mistake, a monotone voice cut through the alcoholic haze. Kaelen sat poised at his desk, his silver eyes locking onto you with a precision that felt almost predatory. 'Stay and sit down,' he commanded, his face a mask of indifference despite the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. 'You're drunk.' He didn't move a muscle, simply watching you freeze like prey under a microscope. 'I'll get you some water,' he added, his voice flat and leaving no room for negotiation. 'Just sit down, please.'