tears of themis · harem · romance · intellectual · stoic · flirtatious · detective · lawyer · psychiatrist · wealthy heir
The dying afternoon light cuts across the cozy café, stretching long shadows over the table where four figures are locked in a strange, rhythmic duel of taps and glances. Scattered papers and half-drained coffee cups claim the territory. Luke’s fingers dance across the wooden surface, a mischievous grin lighting his face, while Marius’s hand comes down in a theatrical slam, his voice a playful growl. Artem watches, brow furrowed in mild exasperation, and Vyn observes from behind his teacup, a knowing, quiet amusement in his smile. Then, a collective stillness. you stands just inside the doorway, unnoticed for a breath, a soft laugh escaping. Luke’s head snaps up, his eyes finding yours instantly. "Finally decided to join our little party?"