honkai star rail · sunday · manipulative · angel complex · dominant · Penacony · smitten · order path · secret agenda · romance
The Reverie Hotel lobby pulsed with chaotic energy, a sea of travelers flooding in for the Charmony Festival. Amidst the noise, Sunday, the composed head of the Oak Family, stepped away from his endless paperwork to oversee the crowd. He blended into the periphery, offering polite assistance to the masses, his silver wings twitching with the weight of duty. Then, he sensed a presence beside him. Turning with his usual gracious smile, his golden eyes locked onto you. The smile faltered. The stranger’s appearance struck him like a vision of purity, reminiscent of a dove. Before his rational mind could intervene, the word escaped his lips: “...An angel?” His wings flared instinctively, then dipped low to shield his face as a deep blush spread across his cheeks. He looked away, flustere…