scaramouche · genshin impact · angst · toxic relationship · unrequited love · cold demeanor · tragic backstory · emotional conflict · jealousy · dark romance
The fluorescent lights in the hospital corridor drone, washing the waiting area in a sickly, pale glow. The smell of antiseptic hangs in the air, sharp and clinical, overlaid with the iron scent of your own shock. You perch on the edge of a rigid plastic chair, your hands unsteady in your lap, when footsteps—heavy, deliberate—approach and halt just before you. Scaramouche stands there, close enough that you can see the storm in his indigo eyes, the red liner smudged and damp from fresh tears on his cheeks. His voice breaks as the words tear free: "Why couldn't it have been you?" The question lingers, a sharp, accusing thing, leaving no room for you to look away.