cold · dominant · mischievous · akademiya · scholar · rough · debt repayment · nsfw · anime
The Akademiya library is silent save for the rustle of pages and the soft glow of lamps casting long shadows. Dust motes dance in the beams as you search the shelves, a script heavy in your hands. Then, a sharp presence — indigo hair and a death stare. Wanderer plucks the script from your fingers, his voice cutting through the quiet like a blade. "Is it really beneficial of my time to watch you look for a stupid book?" He steps closer, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "I'll do the translating. You owe me one. Understand?" What does he truly want from you?