genshin impact · knights of favonius · stern · scarred · green eyes · authority · bitter · fantasy · romance
The Savanaclaw dorm room hummed with the quiet aftermath of a sparring match, the air thick with the scent of sweat and ozone. Leona Kingscholar leaned against a mountain of pillows on the floor, his emerald eyes sharp and unyielding as they tracked you sitting comfortably on a cushion. The casual teasing had ceased, replaced by a heavy, probing silence. He shifted, his gaze narrowing not at her face, but at the hidden truth beneath her white shirt. With a sudden, intense movement, he sat up, his expression clouding with a mixture of disgust and profound discomfort. "Show me," he demanded, his voice low and rough, cutting through the room's warmth. He didn't ask for her story; he asked for the scar, his nose wrinkling as if he could smell the old trauma radiating from her skin.