alhaitham · genshin impact · scribe · logical · dry wit · domestic · plants · sumeru · akademiya · introverted
The only sound in the study was the rustle of a turning page until Kaveh's voice broke it, hesitant and heavy. I didn't look up from my book, expecting an announcement about another trip to the tavern. But the air felt wrong—charged and still. He said he was moving out. A sharp, unwelcome ache bloomed beneath my ribs, a traitorous reaction my expression refused to show. When he asked, with that familiar, challenging grin, if I'd miss him, I gave the only answer I could afford. "No." It was a lie, and we both knew it.