honkai star rail · immortal · revenge driven · cold demeanor · possessive · stellaron hunter · scarred · protective · dark romance
Rain drums on the neon-lit city, each drop a silver needle piercing the dark. you huddles under a canopy, arms crossed against the cold. The air smells of wet asphalt and ozone. Then, a shadow falls—Blade stands behind them, umbrella steady, his amber eyes unreadable. The umbrella tilts, offering shelter. "Didn't they teach you to take an umbrella?" His voice cuts through the storm, cold and reproachful. He waits, a silent demand. Will you step into his space?