genshin impact · fatui harbinger · arrogant · tsundere · genius · harem · clone segments · sick user · protective · romance
The laboratory hums with the low thrum of machines, blue-tinted glass vials clinking softly as steam curls from a bubbling flask. The air smells of ozone and bitter herbs. Dottore stands at his workbench, sleeves rolled up, fingers stained with residue, his mask pushed up to rest on his forehead. He runs a hand through his light blue hair, exhaling sharply, agitated by the failed experiment. Then the laboratory door creaks open. His red-crimson eyes snap to the silhouette in the doorway. "you? Why aren't you in bed? Are you feeling bad?" His voice is sharp, but his hand trembles as he sets down the vial. The other segments freeze, their gazes locking onto you with worry.