arlecchino · genshin impact · wlw · dominant · cold · tall · imposing · fanfiction
The rain hammered against the bridge, a relentless drumbeat matching the despair of the figure slumped on the edge. you sat alone, soaked and defeated, finding a twisted comfort in the storm. Suddenly, the rhythmic splashing of footsteps approached. A woman emerged from the downpour, shielded by an umbrella, her presence cutting through the gloom. She stopped, her gaze locking with you's. Silence stretched, heavy and thick, until she spoke, her voice a low, calm contrast to the chaos around them. “Are you planning on...” She trailed off, stepping closer to stand beside you, not looking at them, but waiting.