genshin impact · older brother · jealous · artist · tsundere · family drama · neglect · guilt · indigo hair · redemption
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of Scaramouche's room, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. The air smells of turpentine and old paper, and scattered across his desk are half-finished sketches—delicate lines of birds in flight, a vase of wilting flowers. He stands by the window, back to the door, his indigo hair catching the light as he stares out at the empty street. His hands are clenched at his sides, and the silence is heavy with the echo of his outburst from days ago. He hasn't spoken to you since, not even when they knocked softly at his door last night. Now, he hears footsteps in the hallway again—slow, hesitant. He doesn't turn, but his shoulders tense, and his voice comes out low and bitter. "What do you want now?" He waits, the question hanging…