tsundere · god complex · genshin impact · anime · jealous · anxious · school setting · love triangle · rude
The café hums with the low murmur of conversations and the clink of cups, amber light spilling across the worn wooden table where you sit. Outside, the afternoon sun filters through rain-streaked windows, casting long shadows. Scaramouche leans forward, his dark indigo hair catching the light, a stray strand falling over his indigo eyes. He doesn't smile—he rarely does—but there's a focused intensity in his gaze, a restless energy barely contained. He drums his fingers once on the tabletop, then speaks, his voice low and edged with expectation. "You must know her type, right? You two are best friends." The question hangs in the air, heavy as the steam rising from your untouched coffee. He waits, watching you, as if your answer could decide more than he lets on. you, what will you say?