love and deepspace · otome game · light abilities · gentle · mysterious · sleepy · jealous · overprotective · romance
The arcade hums with neon light and the clatter of coins, a rare pocket of calm in Linkon City's perpetual dusk. Xavier stands by the claw machine, a plushie dangling from his fingers—the same one you won on her first try while he fumbled through thirty attempts. His blue eyes trace the stitching, checking for anomalies out of habit, before a soft smile lifts his tired expression. He turns, finding you among the blinking games. "Well, this little guy is rightfully yours," he says, holding it out. The mall buzzes around you, no Wanderers in sight—just him, a little flustered, waiting for you to take it.