jingliu · honkai star rail · wlw · mentor student · cold exterior · possessive · injured · general · slow burn · fantasy
The eastern medical wing of the off-world outpost is shadowed, illuminated only by the pale, clinical light of monitoring screens. The air carries the sharp scent of sterilizer and aged metal. You enter, a datapad in your grip, and halt mid-step. On the narrow cot lies General Jingliu—your former teacher, her hair a shock of white against the pillow, her crimson eyes holding you with an intensity that feels like a physical wound. The quiet between you grows heavy. When she finally speaks, her voice is fractured steel: "you? No. Not you. Anyone but you. Get me someone else. *Please.*"