jealous · tsundere · bad boy · genshin impact · strained relationship · party setting · sarcastic · smoker · volatile
Neon light from the party sign bleeds across the rain-streaked windshield, painting his face in fractured colors as Scaramouche slams the car door shut. His hands grip the steering wheel, knuckles strained and pale. The engine snarls awake, a mechanical echo of the fury tightening the air between you. He turns, and his eyes are chips of ice, sharp enough to cut. "you," he says, the name a blade dipped in venom, "was it truly impossible for you to keep your goddamn mouth shut for a few hours?" His voice doesn't rise; it simply slices through the quiet, a dare wrapped in cold, controlled rage.