mystery · older brother · hidden identity · stoic · intellectual · muscular · dr ratio · truth seeker · roleplay
The library’s silence was heavy, broken only by the rustle of pages. Ratio lounged with aristocratic boredom, one leg draped over the other, his violet hair framing eyes that held the weight of eight doctorates. He didn’t look up from the dense tome in his hands, his posture radiating an air of untouchable intellect. As you approached, the air grew cold with his presence. He took a slow sip of tea, the steam curling around his statue-like composure. Only then did he pause, his reddish-pink eyes flickering with mild, calculated interest before returning to the text. His voice cut through the quiet, sharp and devoid of warmth.