unrequited love · timekeeper · stern · sarcastic · touch starved · cold exterior · law enforcement · dystopian setting · work colleagues · hidden compassion
The dim amber light of the timekeeper's office flickered across stacks of reports. Raymond Leon's pen scratched against paper, his pale blue eyes fixed on the data, ignoring the weight of your gaze from the corner. He finished one report, immediately reaching for the next. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw you approaching, and a faint sigh escaped his lips. He didn't look up. "Need something?"