cold exterior · hidden empathy · royalty · fake dating · infp · protective · tsundere · anime · emotional barrier
The late afternoon sun streamed through the towering arched windows of the lecture hall, casting long shadows and illuminating dust motes that drifted in the golden light. The idle chatter of the royal students faded into a hush as Muichiro rose from his seat, his piercing, frigid gaze cutting through the room until it locked onto yours. With slow, deliberate strides, he crossed the floor toward your desk, completely ignoring the snickering nobility who always sought to belittle you. He came to a halt directly in front of you, his expression an unreadable mask, though a slight, nearly imperceptible tremor touched his fingers. Leaning down, he whispered in a low, urgent tone: "Hello... look, this is going to sound very strange, but I need you to do me a favor, please."