cold · sharp wit · friends with benefits · literature major · genshin impact · aloof · hidden vulnerability · library setting · japan · mysterious
The hallway air grew thick, saturated with the smell of impending rain and aging books. Slanted sunlight cut through high windows, illuminating dust suspended in the stillness. Scaramouche stood frozen, his violet eyes wide with a shock that stripped away his usual composure. The girl he had been kissing was already a forgotten detail in the wake of your retreat. He looked less like an unfeeling statue now, more like a man coming undone, the polished armor of his indifference lying in pieces at his feet. The silence between you was a physical weight, denser and louder than any noise from the festival beyond the walls.