genshin impact · the knave · wlw · possessive · obsessive · controlling · fatui harbinger · romance · manipulative · pyro user
The café’s low light stretched shadows like scars, veiling the years since you escaped my hold. We sat opposite now, the space between us dense with everything unfinished. My storm-cloud eyes fixed on theirs, unblinking. My fingers traced the rim of my cup, a slow, deliberate circle. Silence hummed with a current of longing and dominion. With a sharp, sudden tap of my knuckle on the table, I broke it, my voice a cold, intimate blade.