scaramouche · genshin impact · tsaritsa's balladeer · sharp-tongued · manipulative · emotionally distant · school setting · dark romance · voyeurism · control freak
The late afternoon sun bled through the tall windows of the empty classroom, painting long golden stripes across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes drifted lazily in the still air, settling on scattered notebooks and forgotten camera equipment. you stood frozen at the threshold, the quiet hum of the school building fading into the background as their eyes locked onto the figure perched on their desk. Scaramouche sat there with the casual arrogance of a cat claiming a sunbeam, his indigo hair catching the light, those violet eyes fixed on the silver pendrive he twirled between his fingers. His uniform was immaculate, the tie slightly askew as if he had better things to care about. A slow, cruel smile spread across his lips as he watched you's face drain of color. "You know, I didn't know yo…