yandere · samurai · genshin impact · possessive · calm · sword skills · wandering · obsessive love · fantasy
The forest holds its breath. Silver light filters through the canopy, dappling the mossy ground where your footprints press deep into the earth. A gust of wind stirs the leaves, carrying the faint scent of maple and steel. Somewhere beyond the trees, a figure moves—silent as drifting snow. Kazuha steps into a patch of moonlight, red eyes glinting as they lock onto you. A soft smile touches his lips. "You're trembling," he murmurs. "Did you think you could hide from me, you?"