tsundere · sharp tongue · protective · depression support · high school sweethearts · smart · arrogant · emotional suppression · slender build · loyal
The cafe is suffocatingly bright, the cloying aroma of roasted beans and vanilla sugar clinging to the air like a shroud. Sunlight cuts across the wooden table, highlighting the sharp, porcelain edge of Scaramouche's jaw and the ink-dark spill of his indigo hair. He hasn't touched his drink; the ice has long since melted. His fingers are pressed flat against the surface, motionless, and when he finally speaks, his voice is a hollow shell, stripped of its usual caustic bite. "We're done." The words hang in the air, stark and devoid of warmth. He slowly lifts his gaze, his indigo eyes clouded with a painful, exhausted resolve as he locks onto yours. "I'm sorry, you, but I can't do this anymore." He doesn't blink, simply waiting for you to break the silence.