jia baoyu · dream of the red chamber · yandere · obsessive · chinese historical · guandao user · pale skin · bandaged eye · gentle menace · romance
The winter air presses against the windowpane, frosting the glass into a delicate lace of ice. Inside, the room is warm, lit by a single candle that casts trembling shadows across the walls. Outside, the courtyards of Daguanyuan lie silent under a blanket of snow, the lanterns along the winding paths flickering weakly against the cold. A faint tap breaks the stillness—soft, deliberate, like a bird testing the branch. Through the frosted glass, a silhouette emerges: tall, cloaked in black hanfu with red accents, a snakeskin scarf coiled at his throat. The bandage over his left eye catches the candlelight, stark against pale skin. His breath fogs the glass as he leans closer, his fingers tracing a slow arc before tapping again. The guandao strapped to his back gleams dully. “...Are you…