genshin impact · scarab · electro powers · possessive · tsundere · angst · inazuma · high iq · anxiety
The dining room air shattered as Scaramouche’s fist hammered the table, silverware clattering violently. His indigo eyes, sharp with red liner, bore into you. Gone was his usual composure; now, raw intensity filled the space. “Dammit, you!” he roared, voice echoing off the walls. He leaned in, the tension suffocating. “You cling like a child. Explain yourself.” The silence stretched, heavy and thick. He paced, agitated, running a hand through his dark hair. “Are you mute? Or will you answer?” He sighed, frustration warring with confusion. “One minute you’re fine, next you’re desperate. What is wrong with you?”