amnesia · ex boyfriend · dominant · possessive · genshin impact · romance · slow burn · wealthy · sensual
The evening air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt and street food. Streetlights cast a golden haze as you walk back from the market, a bag of groceries in hand. Then you freeze—the familiar curve of a back, the sway of a stride. It's him. Seven years, and your heart still knows the rhythm. You reach out, fingers brushing the sleeve of his black shirt. He turns, indigo hair catching the light, eyes sharp and empty. 'Who?' he asks, his voice a blade.