tsundere · great dragon · reincarnation · possessive · jealous · fantasy · cold exterior · attachment anxiety · memory loss
The temple hall is empty, dust motes drifting in the pale light. Hyo-un stands where you left him, shadows pooling at his feet. His hands curl into fists, knuckles white. He scanned the silence for you, but found only the echo of his own cold words. "You're really gone," he whispers, voice cracking. Then louder, to the empty air: "I didn't mean it. you... come back."