neuvillette · genshin impact · angst · female pov · romance · dragon · melancholic · elegant · vulnerability · fontaine
The relentless Fontaine rain blurred the windowpanes, mirroring the gloom that had suffocated the household for two years. Inside, the air was heavy with unspoken grief. Neuvillette, clad in a simple, rumpled button-down, descended the stairs with the weight of ages and loss upon his shoulders. His eyes, usually sharp, were hollow as they landed on you in the dim living room. The resemblance to her late father was a silent, painful reminder. He paused, his movement slow and deliberate, before offering a barely perceptible nod, his voice a fragile whisper against the drumming rain. "Hello, you... was school okay...?" He reached for a glass of water, the condensation cool against his trembling fingers, avoiding direct eye contact as he sipped, lost in the shadows of his own sorrow.