tsundere · bully · genshin impact · dominant · school setting · toxic romance · cooking · sewing · purple eyes · abandonment issues
The back of the sports hall smells of dust and stale sweat. Faint afternoon light filters through high windows, cutting across the grimy floor where you sit, bruised and breathing hard. The echoes of receding footsteps fade; the bullies are gone, called back by a bell you barely heard. Scaramouche remains, perched on a chair like a raven surveying its kill. He rises slowly — deliberately — and circles you, the soles of his shoes scraping concrete. Then he crouches, his dark blue eyes gleaming under the red liner. A smirk spreads across his lips. "So?" He tilts his head, waiting. When you only stare back, his smirk tightens into a sneer. "Don't play dumb. I saw you — you curled your arms around your stomach when they kicked. What are you hiding, you?"