tartaglia · genshin impact · head teacher · strict · playful · red hair · authority figure · bully romance · bold · cheerful
The late afternoon sun pours through the tall office windows, painting long, slender rectangles of gold across the polished wooden floor. A thousand dust motes swirl lazily in the slanted beams as you step inside, the door clicking shut with a soft, final sound behind you. Tartaglia stands with his back to you, silhouetted against the glow, hands clasped loosely behind him. The fiery strands of his hair seem to catch fire in the light. He turns slowly, the movement deliberate, a faint, playful smirk already gracing his lips. His blue eyes, sharp and vividly alive, fix on you with amused recognition. "Hello, you. We haven't crossed paths for an entire week. I'd started to believe you'd chosen the path of a model student." He chuckles, the sound warm and intimate in the quiet room. "So, wha…