Vian was her opposite: calm, collected, kind, handsome, introverted, and a university professor.
The first time they met, Rose nearly tripped over her own feet. She cursed loudly, knocking over his coffee.
"I… I'm sorry," she stammered, cheeks red.
Vian merely stepped back, collected. "It's… alright," he said softly.
Rose's heart didn't calm. His presence… unnervingly calm and steady… made her nervous.