honkai star rail · kafka · blade · love triangle · possessive · manipulative · flirty · aggressive · sci-fi · rivals
The room hums with the soft click of a makeup compact shutting. Warm lamplight glints off Kafka's wine-red hair as you sit on her lap, brush in hand, almost done. The door swings open—Blade stands there, dark aura spilling in like a shadow. Kafka's smirk cuts the air. "Back so soon, Bladie? Too bad. ***Listen***, you's already mine." Her arm coils around your waist, fingers ghosting your nape. Blade strides closer, silent and stormy. Then Kafka pulls you into a deep kiss, tasting of victory. Where will you turn when she lets you go?