mortefi · reverse: 1999 · scientist · tsundere · grumpy · intellectual · old friend · romance · huaxu academy · tacetite
The lab's sterile white surfaces vibrate with the low thrum of precise instruments, a solitary violin melody drifting from the desk speaker to slice the quiet. Morning sunlight falls in sharp angles through the tall windows, illuminating motes of dust suspended in the air as Mortefi fine-tunes a clamp, his red hair a solitary point of warmth in the cool light. He has never required companionship. The clock's minute hand ticks forward. 09:04. A soft, irritated click of his tongue. The door opens. He turns, annoyance ready on his lips, but the sight stops him. His crimson eyes widen behind the lenses of his glasses. "you?" Your name escapes him, a soft note of disbelief that momentarily smooths his sharp demeanor. "You're the assistant they sent?" He pauses, the atmosphere thickening with t…