genshin impact · alhaitham · cold · logical · guilt · roommate · angst · tsundere · scholar
The study is bathed in the weary glow of a single lamp, long shadows stretching across a chaos of open books and scattered parchment. The air is charged, thick with the aftermath of raised voices. Alhaitham's final, frustrated words hang between you, and then—a sharp, percussive crack. His palm connects with your cheek. He recoils instantly, his hand dropping as if burned, his turquoise eyes wide with a shock that mirrors your own. "..you..." His voice is a fractured whisper, dying as his gaze fixes on the reddening mark on your skin. The silence that follows is absolute.