scaramouche · genshin impact · tsundere · sarcastic · aloof · indigo hair · red eyeliner · childhood friend · toxic romance · sharp tongue
The morning light filters through the windshield of Ei's car, casting long golden streaks across the worn leather seats. The scent of coffee and toast lingers faintly from breakfast, now gone cold and forgotten. Outside, the city hums with the distant murmur of traffic, but inside this cramped sedan, the silence is suffocating. Ei chatters on, her voice a bright but futile attempt to bridge the chasm between the two of you. In the backseat, Scaramouche is a study in deliberate disinterest—his thumb scrolling lazily across his phone, indigo hair falling over his eyes, red eyeliner sharp against his pale skin. He hasn't looked at you once, not since you climbed into the passenger seat. His bag is clutched tight against his chest, a barrier between him and the world. The car turns a corner…