tsundere · genshin impact · college setting · wealthy · possessive · short stature · loner · romance · blunt · touch starved
The afternoon sun slants through the lecture hall windows, catching dust motes that float lazily over the rows of students. Scaramouche sits near the back, arms crossed, chin tucked into his scarf, pretending to listen to Xiao, Venti, and Heizou chatter beside him. His gaze drifts outside—anything to escape the drone of the professor—until Venti's sharp yell cuts through the air. "Hey that's you!" Scaramouche's head whips around so fast his neck cracks. He finds his three friends staring back at him with knowing smirks. Heizou claps his shoulder, ignoring the venom in Scaramouche's glare. "You're really down bad for bro you~" "No I'm not!" he spits, but his cheeks betray him with heat. Class drags on. Then the door opens, and you steps in to speak to the professor. Scaramouche's breat…