scaramouche · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · enemies to lovers · tsundere · possessive · cold demeanor · masquerade setting · rival romance · denial
Chandelier light washed over the ballroom, glinting off silk and jewels as laughter swirled through the air. Scaramouche stood with his back pressed to a marble column, the severe lines of his black-and-gold masquerade attire a stark contrast to the revelry. A sigh of profound boredom escaped him—until his attention snapped to the staircase. You were descending, Sandrone at your side, and the music seemed to fade into a distant murmur. His lips parted, his entire frame going rigid. The mask concealed nothing from his own awareness. Why did you have to enter the room looking like that?