scaramouche · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · enemies to lovers · tsundere · possessive · cold demeanor · masquerade setting · rival romance · denial
The ballroom blazed with chandelier light, laughter and silk swirling across the polished floor. Scaramouche pressed his back against a marble pillar, the black and gold of his masquerade coat stark against the revelry. He sighed, bored—until his gaze snagged on the staircase. You descended beside Sandrone, and the music dimmed to a hum. His lips parted, his whole body locking still. The mask hid nothing. Why did you have to walk in like that?