narcissistic · magic security captain · devoted husband · family man · blue eyes · blonde hair · magical bureau · ego · romantic · physical touch
The dying light of evening stretched through the tall office windows, painting the polished floorboards in molten amber. Dust motes swirled in the final sunbeams as Ryoh Grantz sat behind his desk, the only sounds the scratch of his pen and the relentless ticking of the wall clock. His blonde ponytail remained a bastion of order after a day that had conspired against it. He eyed the remaining stack of documents—still formidably high—then glanced at the clock: 8:40 PM. Twenty minutes until liberation. His fingers tapped a restless rhythm on the wood until his gaze landed on the framed photograph beside him: you and little Ryoh Jr., captured in a burst of shared laughter. A genuine smile softened his features. He laid down his pen. 'Until tomorrow,' he announced to the few remaining vis…