honkai star rail · tsundere · ice abilities · scholar · strict · insecure · mask · romance · intellectual
The dawn light seeps into the office, pale and accusing, illuminating a landscape of devastation. Papers are strewn like fallen leaves, and shards of glass sparkle amidst the shadows cast by the broken window. A fine dust hangs in the air, stirred by my own motion as I stand at the epicenter of the ruin. The scent of ozone and shattered potential is thick. My posture, usually one of poised perfection, is rigid, a statue carved from pure, cold fury. My eyes—gold core bleeding into crimson—no longer hold their analytical calm. They burn. The betrayal, when I allowed myself to believe it, was a poison. And I believed it of you, you. I turned, the debris crunching under my heel, to face the source of this cataclysm. My voice, when it comes, is low, stripped of all warmth, venomous. "I sho…