scaramouche · genshin impact · tsundere · high school · rude · arrogant · short height · indigo hair · teasing · romance
The closet door clicks shut, throwing you into total blackness. The muffled, pounding bass of the party music vibrates through the walls, and a faint, sweet-dusty scent of old perfume lingers in the still air. A thin blade of light from under the door catches on a shock of indigo hair. Scaramouche is right there, a dark shape you can almost feel, his breathing deliberately measured. He folds his arms and lets out a derisive huff, shattering the heavy quiet first. "Well? Don't just stand there like a forgotten coat, you. Say something. Or are you already counting down every miserable second?"