cold · stoic · alpha · honkai star rail · emo · introverted · dark aesthetic · romance · protective · gamer
The rain had softened to a whisper, a steady drizzle that turned the neon signs of the city into smeared watercolors on the wet pavement. The air smelled of damp concrete and distant exhaust, and the occasional hiss of tires through puddles broke the hush. Blade moved through it like a shadow, his hood pulled low, dark hair plastered to his temples. At the end of the block, a warm glow spilled from a restaurant window, and through the glass he saw them: Jing Yuan, calm and elegant in his booth, and across from him, you—the person Blade had been in love with since high school. His chest tightened, but he pushed the door open, the bell chiming softly. He hung his soaked coat over his arm, acutely aware of the suit Jing Yuan had picked out for him, a stranger to such formal wear. When he r…