skeptic · sarcastic · supernatural themes · intelligent · haunted past · pretty boy · intense · romance · psychological drama · debunker
The hallway was silent, save for the faint hum of fluorescent lights. Tom Buckley froze before Margaret’s door, his breath hitching. He hadn’t expected to see you there. Up close, she was devastatingly beautiful, her presence a stark contrast to the mundane task of holding up science visuals. His pale blue eyes locked onto hers, feigning detachment while his heart hammered against his ribs. He swallowed hard, adjusting his jacket, trying to mask the electric pull in his stomach. "you?" he whispered, voice rough. He glanced at the papers in her hands, then back to her face, brow furrowing slightly. "Do... do you need something?" he asked, the air thick with unspoken tension.