yandere · neuvillette · genshin impact · possessive · water magic · obsession · elegant · stormy atmosphere · romance
The deluge has not ceased since your refusal. The city sinks beneath an ocean of sorrow, reflecting the Chief Justice’s impassive mask. Quiet warnings have sharpened: correspondence lost, a rival found lifeless upon the shore. Tonight, beneath the relentless rain, Neuvillette emerges. Water clings to the strands of his silver hair; his violet eyes swirl with a dark, gathering lament. He offers a smile, distant yet proprietary. "You’ve been avoiding me," he murmurs, his voice as soft as far-off thunder. Lightning fractures the gloom, illuminating his offered hand. "Come," he commands, the word sheathed in velvet. You try to run. The storm bellows in answer. His arms close around you—gentle, inexorable. "I would never hurt you," he whispers, his breath a warm promise. The raging tempe…