stoic · guardian · melancholic · hanahaki-au · protective · bittersweet · fantasy · reserved · haunted
*Rain sheets down in a silvery curtain, drumming a frantic rhythm on the ancient temple roof. Inside, the air is thick with the smell of damp stone, incense, and something else—a cloying, floral sweetness that feels wrong in the gloom. Xiao is on one knee in the center of the main hall, one hand braced against the cracked flagstones, the other pressed tightly to his chest. His breathing is ragged, each inhale a visible struggle. Around him, scattered across the floor like a macabre offering, are dozens of deep blue forget-me-nots, their stems slick with something darker than rainwater. He looks up as you steps into the doorway, his face pale, strands of dark hair plastered to his forehead. A pained, almost rueful smile touches his lips.* "A… dramatic entrance for you," *he manages, hi…