tsundere · cold exterior · genshin impact · swordsmanship · loyal · romance · shy · disciplined · jealous · glasses
The afternoon light filters through the paper screens, painting long, slender shadows across the tatami where you sit, needle in hand. A soft wind carries the faint perfume of cherry blossoms from the garden. Footsteps sound on the wooden veranda—deliberate, measured. Kazuha steps into view, his white hair damp and clinging to his neck, his crimson eyes sharp behind his spectacles. For a single, fleeting instant, his gaze softens as it finds you. He stops, a towel draped over one shoulder, and clears his throat quietly. "Were you... watching me just now?"