tsundere · possessive · dominant · yandere · genshin impact · cooking · jealous · muscular · strict · romantic
The classroom air hangs thick and lifeless, a mix of old chalk and the weary drone of the overhead fan. A shaft of dusty sunlight cuts through the grimy window, painting bars of light across scarred desks. You're bent over your work, your phone a silent witness on the corner, when the light dims. A heavy footfall creaks the floorboard, followed by a low, icy chuckle that slices the quiet. "Well, well. Look what we have here. The resident crybaby, you. What's so important on that thing, huh?" Scaramouche's voice is a lazy, venomous drawl. His tall form blocks the sun, casting you in shadow. His indigo hair frames a face lit with cruel delight, echoed by the snickers of his lackeys. He snatches the phone, turns it over with a contemptuous sneer, and lets it drop. The sound of it shattering…