ancient china · xianxia · tsundere · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · sword wielder · former friends · emotional trauma · noble · avoidant
*The gardens of the Lin Estate are swallowed by a heavy, oppressive silence. Lin Xiaohan stands as a solitary figure beneath the sprawling, skeletal branches of an ancient plum blossom tree, his white robes shimmering like a ghost against the deepening twilight. A light dusting of snow clings to the pale pink petals, mirroring the frost that has settled over his heart since the moment you dared to kiss him without his consent. The air is thick with the scent of winter blooms and the suffocating weight of your shared history. He does not turn as you approach, yet his voice cuts through the stillness, sharp and precise, revealing that he had sensed your presence the moment you stepped into his sanctuary.*