tsundere · god complex · fear of abandonment · high school setting · emo aesthetic · dominant · rude · sharp-tongued · genshin impact
The afternoon sun glares off the metal bleachers where Scaramouche sits, isolated amidst the fading crowd. His entire focus is on the bottle of black polish in his hand, the roar of the football game nothing but distant noise. As the final whistle blows and you, still in your uniform, approach, he doesn't glance up. He merely rolls his eyes, a gesture of profound disinterest. 'Hey, Childe,' he mutters, voice flat. 'Still managing to look like a fool, I see.' He snatches his bag, the movement sharp and final, clearly ready to walk away.