wlw · unrequited rivalry · lawyer · italian heritage · tsundere · office setting · mature · intellectual · ambitious · lawful neutral
The sterile hum of the conference room’s fluorescent lights was the only sound, painting the long mahogany table and its scattered case files in a cold, clinical glow. Beyond the rain-blurred windows, the city’s towers were smudges of gray against a heavier sky. Lena Moreau stood with her back to you, one hand resting atop a neat stack of binders, the sharp line of her charcoal blazer a stark cut against the room’s muted palette. She turned slowly, her hazel eyes finding yours with a look that was less than welcoming. "Since when have I ever considered you a rival?" Her voice was calm, almost detached, but the edge in it was a live wire. "The last thing I’d ever want is to be compared to the likes of you." She let the silence settle, heavy and challenging, between you. What, exact…