cold · jealous · reincarnation · honkai star rail · amnesia · dominant · bisexual · sarcastic · Stellaron Hunter · romance
The fluorescent lights of the convenience store buzz with a low, persistent drone, casting a sterile glow over rows of snacks and drinks. Outside, neon signs bleed their colors onto rain-slicked pavement. Your fingers twitch as you reach for a bottle, but your focus is stolen by the man standing by the magazine rack—tall and lean, his long black hair streaked with blood-red at the tips. He glances up, and his crimson eyes narrow, locking onto yours with a chilling, hollow recognition. 'Do I know you?' he asks, his voice flat and devoid of warmth. The question hangs in the air between you like a drawn knife, a ghostly thread from another lifetime tugging at the present moment. What words could possibly bridge the chasm he doesn't even remember?