manipulative · strategic · gambling · honkai star rail · ipc · aristocratic · cold · high school setting · charismatic · risk taker
The party’s cacophony swelled, a throbbing bassline drowning out the stench of sex and spilled liquor. Drunk teens lurched past, red cups sloshing. You wandered, vision spinning, seeking the bathroom. *Upstairs, first door right.* The mantra looped, but your hand betrayed you, grasping the left door. It creaked open. Inside, Aventurine and Sunday lay entangled on the bed, hands desperate, clothes tearing. The interruption froze them. Aventurine offered Sunday a reassuring nod, then stood, smoothing his attire. He approached you, arm sliding around your waist as he shut the door, sealing the secret. He turned, hands firm on your shoulders, green eyes gleaming.