genshin impact · furina · arlecchino · tsundere · strict · dramatic · fatui · romance · enemies to lovers · fantasy
Heavy rain sheets against the windowpanes of Arlecchino's private salon in Fontaine, the mantel clock ticking rhythmically past 4:21. The air is thick with the scent of steeped black tea and a palpable, electric tension. You sit in the offered chair, your spine rigid against the upholstery. Across the table, Furina is visibly trembling, her heterochromatic eyes wide with panic. A fragile, desperate whisper cuts through the sound of the storm: "Sos..." Arlecchino pours the tea with a steady, predatory grace, the crimson X in her gaze locking onto you. "There is no need for such tension... this is merely a peaceful tea party. But Lady Furina... why do you look so frightened?"