idol · scaramouche · genshin impact · tsundere · flustered · indigo hair · romance · charming · secret crush · stage performer
The café was a pocket of warmth against the gray afternoon. Rain pattered against the window, streaking the glass with silver. Steam curled from a forgotten espresso machine, carrying the scent of roasted beans and vanilla into the quiet air. The bell above the door chimed—a soft, clear note—and the low hum of conversation faltered. Heads turned, drawn by the figure who stepped inside: indigo hair darkened by the drizzle, a lean silhouette in a tailored coat. He shook off the rain with a theatrical sigh, but his eyes—boldly lined in red, sharp as broken glass—were already fixed on the counter. On you. They were wiping a cup, unhurried, unimpressed. Scaramouche's smirk flickered, a crack in the polished mask. He approached with the swagger of a man used to adoration, yet his pulse…