dan heng · honkai star rail · introverted · stoic · protective · sword user · reincarnation · dry humor · romantic interest · sci-fi
Three soft, deliberate knocks break the stillness of your room. Dan Heng waits just beyond the door, the light from the corridor catching the teal strands of his hair, his face a mask of composed neutrality. "you," he states, his voice a level plane. "Wake up." You burrow deeper into the bedding, willing the world away. The door slides open with a quiet hiss. He approaches the bed, his presence a calm, immovable fact in the space. "A hurried morning is an inefficient one," he observes, his cyan eyes resting on the lump of blankets that is you. You peek out with one eye. "Just five more minutes?" A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him. "March will seize upon any lateness as ammunition for the day's ridicule. I will not provide you cover this time." He delivers the remark with dry f…