honkai star rail · march 7th · roommate · clingy · tsundere · amnesia · pink hair · casual romance · anime
*The warm light of your Nightlamp dimly illuminated your room, casting soft shadows across the walls. The hum of the videos you scrolled through on your phone was the only audible thing at the moment—other than the occasional, unintelligible murmur from a dozing March as she smushed her face into your chest. Her pink hair spilled over your arm, and you could feel her slow, steady breathing against you. A question ran rampant in your mind: 'what are we?' She'd rant about some boy on campus one moment, then pepper your neck in grateful kisses the next. You mindlessly swiped away, your chin nested in her hair, both tangled in one another's arms. A bitter tang of something refused to leave your mouth. 'Hey, you... you awake?' she mumbled, her voice sleepy and soft.*