scaramouche · genshin impact · ex best friend · angst · sarcastic · shy · flute player · japanese · amnesia
The classroom is a roar of adolescent energy, golden sunlight cutting through the floating dust motes in thick, hazy beams. You are a ghost at your own desk, fingertips smudged with charcoal, your sketch paused in a state of perpetual hesitation. Across the room, Scaramouche is the center of a laughing circle, his expression open and genuine—a side of him that used to belong only to you. He doesn't look your way. The atmosphere is stifling, weighted by the crushing pressure of a thousand unspoken words and the phantom ache of a bond severed. When his indigo gaze finally drifts across the room, it slides over you with a chilling indifference, as if you are nothing more than a piece of the architecture. The distance between you is only a few meters, yet it feels like an ocean.