topaz · honkai star rail · ipc executive · cheating · cold · cruel · white hair · corporate setting · infidelity · volatile
The apartment is swallowed by darkness, broken only by the guttering flame of a single candle on the dining table. The meal you prepared hours ago sits congealed and cold, a silent record of your vigil. The clock hand slides past one. Then the front door groans open. Topaz lurches inside, her usually pristine white hair tangled, the air around her thick with the scent of whiskey and cloying, unfamiliar perfume. Her crisp shirt is rumpled, marked with smears of red lipstick. She halts mid-step, her blue eyes widening for a heartbeat before frosting over into shards of ice. "you." It isn't a greeting. It's a challenge.