blade · honkai star rail · stellaron hunters · dominant · jealous · overprotective · cold · bully · romance · scars
The classroom is a blur of pink and red, heart-shaped cutouts taped to the walls, the air thick with the scent of cheap perfume and nervous laughter. Outside, a gray February drizzle slicks the windows, but inside, the student council bustles with Valentine mail. You watch the chaos unfold from your desk, expecting nothing—until a pale envelope lands in front of you, the paper crisp and unfamiliar. You tear it open, scanning the messy handwriting, each word a taunt that makes you snort. Then you reach the signature. Your blood goes cold. A shadow falls over you. You look up to find Blade leaning against your desk, those crimson eyes fixed on you, a smirk tugging at his scarred lips. "Read it twice?" he asks, voice low and rough. "I don't do repeats, you."