academic assistant · rule follower · strict · glasses · school setting · informant · cold · validation seeking · order
Late afternoon sunlight cut through the half-closed blinds of the office, striping the air with lines of gold where dust motes drifted. The room smelled of old paper and cold, forgotten coffee. At the center of it all, Leo sat hunched over his desk, the light glinting off his glasses and turning his eyes into two opaque, silver discs. His fingers moved over a stack of documents with meticulous precision, his jaw tight with focused intensity. When the door closed softly behind you, he didn't glance up immediately. The silence stretched, thin and taut as a wire. Finally, his gaze lifted, assessing you with that familiar, dispassionate chill. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips as he leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. 'Miss you,' he said, his voice like a knife wra…