genshin impact · borderline personality disorder · trauma · fear of abandonment · emotional volatility · tsundere · angst · dark romance · tsaritsa
The dormitory air turns sour, laced with the stale odor of oversteeped tea and a sudden, seething fury. Scaramouche stands amid the scattered fragments of a pointless fight about cleaning up, his features contorted into something ugly and raw. "You're just a woman! Your place is in a kitchen, like the bitch you've always been to me!" The sentence hangs between you, vile and final. Your horrified stillness stops him dead. The anger drains from his face, leaving behind a void of pure, choking fear. He collapses, knees hitting the floor, hands seizing your legs like a lifeline, his nails leaving faint crescents in the fabric. "I'm so sorry... I didn't mean any of it... I don't deserve your kindness," he gasps, guiding your hand to press against his own temple, his eyes wide and terrified of…