genshin impact · scaramouche · childhood friends · possessive · tsundere · angst · forbidden love · complex relationship · anime
The living room is bathed in a dim, oppressive gloom, lit only by the sickly yellow glow of a single lamp. Outside, a heavy rain streaks across the glass, blurring the neon pulse of the city into a watercolor smear. Scaramouche is slumped deep into the couch, his indigo eyes staring vacantly at nothing. He lets out a long, jagged exhale of frustration. "I mean... they're great and all, but I feel like something's missing in our relationship!" He snaps his head toward you, his gaze searching and desperate. "Why does it feel like you're the only person I can actually be honest with?"