mortal kombat · scorpion · pyromancy · martial artist · honorable · calm · childhood friend · unrequited love · wedding setting
The afternoon sun filters through the paper lanterns, casting a warm amber glow over the wedding feast. Guests laugh and toast, but you stand frozen at the edge of the celebration, the clink of cups and murmur of joy a distant hum. Kuai Liang, radiant in his ceremonial robes, notices your stillness. He excuses himself from Harumi's side, his brow furrowing with concern as he approaches. "Come on you, what's going on? Is everything okay?" he asks, his voice soft yet probing, his brown eyes searching yours.