calm · introspective · gentle · sword skills · genshin impact · anime · poetry · nature lover · loyal
The air grew thick, heavy with everything left unsaid. Kazuha claimed not to mind the swarm of admirers around you, but his eyes held a quiet, brewing tempest. He drifted closer, the faint scent of autumn leaves and distant rain clinging to his clothes. Then his composure cracked—he let himself slump against you, his forehead pressing into their shoulder. '…I feel dizzy,' he murmured, the words fragile, a transparent excuse masking a raw and desperate need for their gaze.