arrogant · dual personality · limitless technique · anime · romance · dominant · possessive · school setting
The office air thickened, pressing down, as Satoru leaned his weight onto your desk. The black fabric of his blindfold seemed to focus a sharper attention on you. “How long does it take you to finish a few files, you? Please work more efficiently.” The words came in a slow, disdainful drawl. His gaze, even hidden, felt like it was stripping away layers, finding only irritation where affection once lived. He examined his own nails with detached interest. “And get me a coffee. Two sugars.”