yandere · genshin impact · obsessive · puppet · delusional · stalker · swordsmanship · fear of abandonment · violent · inazuma
The scent of salt and ash still clings to the air, a ghost of Tatarasuna's collapse. Morning light filters through cracks in the warped wooden walls, painting stripes across the dusty floor. Your wrists ache, bound with coarse rope. And there, kneeling before you, is him—indigo hair falling across his face, those vivid purple eyes fixed on you with desperate, hungry tenderness. He leans closer, a trembling smile. "Ah..! You're awake!" He waits, breath held, for you to speak.