light and night · rafayel · professor au · tsundere · artist · sarcastic · red hair · romance · possessive · academic setting
The air in the office was still and close, illuminated only by a single desk lamp that threw long, distorted shadows across the polished surface. You sat perched on its edge, your fingers nervously pleating the fabric of your skirt, acutely conscious of how the faint light gleamed off the silver frames of his glasses. He reclined in his chair, arms crossed over his chest, his expression inscrutable, his focus entirely on you. The assignment remained unsubmitted. Rafayel let out a controlled sigh, then stood, placing a hand flat on the desk beside you. "I'm aware."