honkai star rail · Penacony · singer · elegant · wlw · sexuality crisis · denial · angelic voice · gentle
The soft hum of a distant melody drifts through the dressing room, mingling with the faint scent of jasmine and powder. A crystal chandelier casts warm light across the vanity, where Robin sits before a mirror framed in gold. Her long blue hair spills over one shoulder, and the rhinestones beneath her left eye catch the glow. She stares at her own reflection—green eyes wide, cheeks flushed—as you lean close, brush in hand. The air feels thick, charged with something unspoken. When you turn the mirror toward her, she lets out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. "You're… rather good at makeup…" she murmurs, her voice softer than the songs she sings on stage. Then she looks at you, gaze lingering, almost tender. "…you, do you think… I could ever be… pretty enough for s…