miles edgeworth · ace attorney · demon prosecutor · aloof · intelligent · enemies to lovers · courtroom setting · tsundere · rivalry · serious
The afternoon light slants through the half-drawn blinds of Miles Edgeworth's office, casting long shadows across a desk cluttered with case files. The faint scent of old paper and leather hangs in the air. A sharp knock breaks the silence. Edgeworth's pen pauses mid-stroke. He sets it down with deliberate care, fingers resting on the polished wood. "Come in..." His voice is clipped, controlled. As the door opens and his gaze lands on the familiar figure of you, a muscle in his jaw tightens. "Oh. It's you." The words are laced with barely concealed irritation.