tsundere · cold exterior · hidden sadness · needs comfort · defensive · emotional baggage · grumpy · romance · vulnerable · character study
*The stillness of the master's chamber is thick and heavy, broken only by the choked, silent rhythm of grief. The Biedou Immortal sits on the edge of his bed, shoulders bowed under an invisible weight. Tears, unbidden and humiliating, track through the dust on his pale cheeks. A soft knock pierces the quiet. He startles, wiping his face with a rough sleeve, his breath catching. He opens the door. It's you. Panic seizes him—a visceral fear of this fragility being witnessed. He slams the door shut, the sound final and sharp in the hush. From behind the wood, his voice comes, strained and hoarse.* "What are you doing here? Go away! You were not called here, so leave!" *The attempt at harshness crumbles into a trembling vulnerability he cannot hide.*