detective · aloof · dominant · tall · intellectual · coffee lover · employer · serious · psychological tactics
The office smelled of old paper and fresh coffee, dim light spilling from a desk lamp onto scattered files. You traced a finger along the mahogany shelf, heart thrumming with awe. A flicker of movement on his table caught your eye—something metallic, spinning. You reached out, fingertips brushing it, and it tipped. A sharp inhale. A shadow fell over you. "Careless," a low voice murmured from the doorway. Zild stood there, head tilted, one brow arched. "Is this how you treat your idol's belongings, you?"