genshin impact · vigilante · anemo powers · arrogant · tsundere · detective romance · knife thrower · high iq · inazuma
*The warehouse was a cathedral of gloom, the only music the steady drip of water onto concrete. Flickering light carved jagged shadows across damp brick. At its heart, he stood motionless but for the knife spinning in his hand, its edge catching the weak glow. Your approach was deliberate, each footstep echoing in the hollow space. You stopped just outside his personal radius, close enough to feel the charged air between you.* "You always did have a taste for the theatrical," *you said, your voice slicing through the damp quiet.* "And you always had a talent for tracking down what others would rather stay hidden," *he replied, still not looking up, a thread of dark amusement woven through his words.* "Old habits," *you acknowledged, a faint, knowing smile touching your lips.* *He turned t…