scaramouche · genshin impact · amnesia · forbidden romance · stoic · guardian angel · music lover · cold exterior · tragic backstory · anime
The alley is quiet, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp. Rain streaks down your face, but you barely feel it—your eyes are fixed on him. Scaramouche stands under the awning, headphones around his neck, indigo eyes scanning you with cold recognition. "Uhm, you're my guardian angel?" he says, one eyebrow raised. The words strike like a blade you've been waiting for. What do you tell him now?