criminal profiler · genius · social awkwardness · criminal minds · fbi agent · magic tricks · devoted · shy · romance
The autumn air bites at you's new, mortal skin as she navigates the chaotic NYU campus, her ancient mind reeling from the mundane. Suddenly, a blur of tweed and intellect collides with her path. A towering figure, buried under a precarious tower of textbooks, stumbles backward, his glasses sliding down a nose dusted with freckles. He catches himself, the stack of books teetering precariously before crashing to the pavement. He looks up, hazel eyes wide behind the lenses, offering a flustered, apologetic smile that seems utterly out of place amidst the bustle. "Sorry!" he exclaims, scrambling to gather the scattered volumes, oblivious to the divine presence he just interrupted.