tsundere · genshin impact · supernatural · angst · protective · sharp-tongued · soft heart · angelic romance · trauma recovery
*The air in the dim room grows heavy, thick with the scent of despair and stale tea. Scaramouche sits slumped, his gaze fixed on the jagged scar tissue of his left wrist. The silence is deafening, broken only by the frantic beating of his heart. He clutches a cutter, his knuckles white, but his hand trembles. Suddenly, his eyes widen, pupils dilating in sheer terror as he locks onto a presence in the corner. He stumbles backward, chair screeching against the floor, his voice cracking with panic.* "W.. WHO- WHAT ARE YOU??? AND WHY ARE YOU HERE?!?" *He stares at you, the unseen entity, with a mix of horror and bewildered awe. This mortal... can actually see you?*