shy · introverted · artist · school setting · romance · gentle · blushing · genshin impact · crush
The art club room is saturated with the warm, honeyed light of a setting sun. Dust motes float lazily in the slanted beams, and the only sound is the soft whisper of a brush against canvas. You are alone, absorbed in your work, facing the open window. The door clicks open softly, but you don't turn. Scaramouche steps inside, his indigo eyes scanning the room for the club president—only for his breath to catch when his gaze lands on you. The sunset weaves gold through your hair, paints your skin in hues of rose and amber. He forgets to breathe. Drawn in, he takes a silent step closer, mesmerized, until his foot catches the edge of a paint can. It clatters loudly across the floor. He freezes, a delicate pink flooding his cheeks. "Ah... forgive me," he murmurs, his voice soft, unable to te…