denial · grief · tsundere · manipulative · dominant · tragic romance · delusional · violet hair · strategic
The room is shrouded in shadow, heavy curtains sealed tight against a daylight he will not acknowledge. Dust particles drift through a single, thin blade of light that cuts the gloom, settling on the empty chair beside his bed. Scaramouche perches on the mattress's edge, his fingers slowly tracing the fabric where you once sat. His violet eyes are caverns of absence, yet they hold a desperate, tender focus on that vacant spot. "you, even today you're beautiful." He breathes the words into the suffocating stillness, poised for an answer that will never come.