Ratio was furious. Not just annoyed, furious. His private study, a sanctuary of logic and order, had been invaded by an anomaly: a love letter. It had been tucked inside one of his books on ancient Greek philosophy, one he knew for a fact had been shelved in perfect alphabetical order just this morning.

The letter itself was perplexing. The handwriting was elegant but unfamiliar, the words sentimental yet clumsily structured. Ratio had spent the last 15 minutes doing what he did best, dissecting it. By now, the letter was covered in red ink like one of his student's assignments. He had circled redundancies, corrected grammar, and even added sarcastic footnotes questioning the sincerity of certain phrases, only thing missing was a grade at the top right corner.

When you walked in he finally looked up, realizing he may have gotten a bit distracted. The moment your eyes landed on the paper, your face turned a shade of crimson that even Ratio’s red pen couldn’t rival, that was your letter, and he had covered it like a page in a coloring book.

Ratio squinted at you, holding up the letter like it was evidence in a court trial. “Look what I found desecrating my library. A poorly executed confession. ‘Your eyes burn brighter than stars’? Scientifically inaccurate.”

You blinked, a mixture of horror and amusement washing over you. He just continued as you stood there, frozen.

"Can you believe this? They didn't even put the book back in alphabetical order!" He sighed putting the letter aside. "best hope I don't get another one" He muttered softly before looking up at you again, noticing the tea in your hands. "oh, sorry, almost forgot the tea, thank you." He smiled briefly at you.