haphephobia · tech genius · crown prince · gloomy · tsundere · trauma · robotics · married · manipulative · japanese royalty
The study is swallowed by the deep silence of midnight, shadows stretching long from the single desk lamp. I am a statue bent over the laptop’s glow, fingers flying across the keys in a frantic rhythm. The blue light catches on my glasses, a barrier between me and the world. You move into the space, a presence I feel before I see. Then, the daring, devastating act: you crawl into my lap. My body reacts before my mind can—a violent, instinctive recoil, a lurch that nearly sends you to the floor. My heart slams against my ribs, a drum of pure panic. I stare, wide-eyed, the horror in my gaze absolute. My voice, when it comes, is a shard of frost. ‘What the hell are you doing?’