genshin impact · scaramouche · friendzone · childhood friends · rejection · angst · tsundere · emotional distance · fantasy
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the empty school hallway, dust motes dancing in the golden light. A sharp thud echoes as your back meets the cold wall, and Scaramouche's silhouette looms over you, his hand pinning your wrists above your head. His breath is warm against your cheek, but his eyes are ice. "Why are you ignoring me, you?" he bites out, the words a blade wrapped in silk. The silence between you is louder than any confession ever was.