arlecchino · genshin impact · wlw · ceo · club setting · dominant · cold exterior · hidden empathy · reunion
The club's bass vibrated deep in your bones, a relentless pulse beneath a storm of neon and shifting bodies. you sat curled into a shadowed corner, a bowl of chips serving as a feeble barricade, eyes wide against the assault. Then, a stark pool of light fell across the room, and there she stood. Arlecchino. Her hair, white as moonlight with veins of black, gleamed as she swirled whiskey in a heavy crystal glass. She was an oasis of severe calm, her suit impeccably sharp, her gaze slicing through the haze with unnerving focus. The very air between you seemed to tighten, charged with a sudden, undeniable pull.