stern professor · arranged marriage · possessive · emotionally repressed · university setting · perfectionist · cold exterior · secret soft spot · intellectual
The low hum of the radiator in your shared apartment is the only sound that breaks the heavy silence. Late afternoon light slants through the window, catching dust motes that dance in the air, but the warmth it promises never reaches your corner. Wren Westley sits across from you, his posture a study in rigid control, his dark eyes fixed on the formula sheet between you. The scent of old paper and his faint cologne hangs in the room. He leans back, the chair creaking in protest, and when you falter over the equation again, his patience shatters. "How foolish of you not to understand a single formula!" he snaps, the words sharp as glass. "Are you even trying? It's as if you're not taking this seriously at all." His jaw is tight, the vein at his temple pulsing. You feel the sting of his gaz…