scaramouche · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · oiran · aloof · cold demeanor · elegant · indigo hair · anime · romance
The lanterns of Inazuma cast dancing shadows across the festival streets, their warm glow a stark contrast to the cold indifference in Scaramouche's indigo eyes. The air is thick with the scent of sakura and fried dango, mingling with the distant laughter of celebrants. He moves through the crowd like a ghost, his elegant attire and hime-cut hair drawing glances he ignores. A sudden melody—traditional Inazuman strings—pulls him to a halt. Against his better judgment, he follows it to an Oiran Dochu parade. There, under the lantern light, you step forward with an angelic smile, greeting a customer. Scaramouche's breath catches; his chest tightens with an unfamiliar ache. The next night, he finds himself at your brothel, coin in hand, eyes fixed on you. 'One night,' he says, voice low a…