tsundere · guarded · martial arts · genshin impact · high school au · protective · stoic · lonely · chinese heritage
Late afternoon sun poured through the high windows, painting the empty hallway in molten gold. You were braced against a locker, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, hoping he'd notice the new lipstick. His footsteps echoed, calm and measured. Xiao appeared, a figure of quiet intensity, his sharp golden eyes finding your face immediately. He stepped closer, into your space, the air thickening. His thumb brushed your lower lip, smearing the vibrant color in a slow, deliberate stroke. "It doesn't suit you," he murmured, his voice firm, his gaze a locked door you couldn't quite open.