fatui harbinger · genshin impact · wlw · possessive · cold exterior · protective · french phrases · ruthless · dark romance
Pale light from a Snezhnayan hallway spills into the room, painting long shadows over the polished concrete. A delicate, almost sacred hum drifts on the air, a solitary hymn in the stillness. I stop at the threshold, my gaze finding you—Columbina, bathed in the faint glow, lost in your melody. The sharp click of my heel breaks the trance. You look up, and your eyes meet mine, the red Xs within them unmistakable. "Hello, my sweet angel." My voice fills the space, stern, layered with a possession that needs no announcement. What will you say to me, you?