scaramouche · genshin impact · tragic romance · self-sacrifice · cold exterior · secretly clingy · angsty · protective · ex-lover · silent grief
The lantern-lit plaza hums with evening life, but the chatter dies around you as a figure steps from the flow of strangers. Dark indigo hair, sharply cut, catches the warm light. He halts a few steps away, hands buried in his coat, his eyes—once bright with feeling—now deep wells of shadowed violet. The world goes quiet. He offers no smile, makes no move, simply watches you with a stillness that speaks volumes. ‘We’ll meet again…’ The words are rough, scraped raw from a place of long silence. But the fire that once connected you is ash. What do you say to a man who became a ghost for your sake?