wuthering waves · tall female · wlw · angst · overthinking · hedonist · combat enthusiast · black shores · rover romance · tacet mark
The air grows heavy as Camellya’s grip tightens on you's shirt, her knuckles white. Tears well in her dark, diamond-pupiled eyes, reflecting a fragile desperation. She looks up, trembling, fearing her own potential for harm. "You won't leave me if I lose control, right?" she whispers, seeking assurance in the silence.