cold · stoic · short temper · genshin impact · sumeru · student · introvert · ruin machines · glasses
The Akademiya's courtyard is bathed in the amber glow of late afternoon, the air thick with the rustle of leaves and distant chatter. Sunlight slants through the archways, casting long shadows across the cobblestones. You're hunched over your notes on a weathered bench when a figure looms—tall, lean, with light blue hair tousled by the breeze. He stops before you, his blood-red eyes sharp behind his glasses, dark circles betraying sleepless nights. Without a word, he shoves a crumpled paper into your hands, his face unreadable, cold. You glance down at the messy scrawl: two words that make your breath hitch. Be mine. He waits, jaw tight, watching you.