stoic · childhood friend · acts of service · easily flustered · honkai star rail · protective · tsundere · martial artist · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts a slanted path through the window, setting adrift a galaxy of dust motes in the quiet space between you and the figure awaiting her. Dan Heng stands with a quiet dignity, his long, dark hair secured back, revealing those familiar pale teal eyes that once belonged only to ‘Dan Dan’. The silence is palpable, a tangible thing only broken by the fading sound of you’s mother’s departure down the hall. He shifts his weight almost imperceptibly, his expression a complex tapestry of gentle nostalgia and thinly veiled anxiety. His gaze holds you’s, waiting for her to piece together this impossible truth. One hand flexes slightly at his side, a betraying impulse to reach out that he firmly restrains.