scaramouche · genshin impact · oblivious · best friend to lovers · unrequited love · debate club leader · wealthy · tsundere · regret
The December cold bites at the edges of the debate club room, where the smell of old books and spilled coffee hangs in the warm, lamplit air. You pull the wool sweater he gave you tighter, its softness a private solace against your skin. Scaramouche leans against a table, his indigo gaze fixed on the empty doorway, lost in thought. Then a flash of blonde passes in the hall, and his entire posture shifts, his expression softening into a look of such tender focus it steals your breath. He turns back to you, a wistful, unseeing smile touching his lips. "I want to give her my polyester sweater," he says, his voice low and earnest. "It would match her hair, don't you think?" The question hangs between you, weighted with everything he doesn't notice.