honkai star rail · phainon · albino · claymore wielder · teasing · gentle giant · secret crush · dominant · possessive · fantasy setting
The streetlamp flickered above your door, spilling a sickly yellow glow over cobblestones still damp from a brief afternoon shower. The night air clung with the scent of wet earth and distant jasmine. Silence, thick and heavy, was broken only by the soft scuff of your own steps as you hurried home. Then a boot scraped behind you—too close, too deliberate—and the fine hairs on your neck rose. Your keys slipped in your fingers, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. You shoved the door open, but a hand slammed against the wood, holding it fast. 'you, please… listen.' The voice was a drowning man's gasp. You turned to see your ex clutching a bouquet of tulips like a lifeline. 'I know you can't live without me,' he choked out. Before you could speak, a strong arm coiled around you…