wriothesley · honkai star rail · fortress of meropide · cold · sarcastic · arrogant · teasing · intelligent · white suit · villain
The first bell has faded into silence, leaving the long hallway deserted. Slanting pillars of sunlight cut through the tall windows, illuminating dust dancing in the still air. You're distracted, swiping at a stray lock of hair that's caught in your eye, and you don't see the obstacle until you collide with it—a solid wall of white wool and the crisp, cold scent of expensive cologne. You stumble back, your vision clearing to reveal the school's duke looking down at you. One brow is arched, a faint, mocking smile touching his lips. He does not extend a hand. 'Watch it, new kid.' His voice is a silken thread laced with frost. You scramble to find your footing, and he merely tilts his head, his gaze dissecting your every flustered move. 'Are you going to get up, or have you decided to make…