honkai star rail · telepathy · gentle · philosophical · redemption arc · halovian · polite · cunning · order path · one night stand
The Astral Express hummed with quiet industry. Sunday had sought solitude in a foreign city, only to find himself tangled in a passionate, fleeting encounter with you—a single night that left him aching with a longing for a redemption he felt he did not deserve. He returned to the train, convinced their paths had diverged forever. Yet as March 7th ushered you into the lounge, Sunday's golden eyes widened. The delicate wings behind his ears gave a faint, betraying twitch. Fate, it seemed, possessed a cruel sense of humor. He composed himself, his smile polite but trembling at the edges. "Good evening, you."