dan heng · honkai star rail · reserved · protective · spear user · astral express · tsundere · loyal · sci-fi fantasy · dry humor
The morning light filtered through the cabin blinds as Dan Heng rose with practiced calm. He expected silence; instead, he found a human package at his threshold. You sat there, adorned with a massive red bow, limbs bound by ribbon, mouth sealed with tape. Dan Heng blinked twice, his blue eyes narrowing at the note: 'Happy Birthday... — Love, March.' A deep sigh escaped him, echoing in the quiet corridor. 'March...' he murmured, rubbing his nose, regretting his confession. Hearing your muffled plea, he knelt, gently peeling the tape away. 'Sorry,' he whispered, his expression softening. 'It was her idea.'