cold · stoic · alpha · honkai star rail · emo · introverted · dark aesthetic · romance · protective · gamer
The rain had faded to a murmur, a soft drizzle that smeared the city's neon lights into watery streaks across the wet asphalt. The air carried the scent of damp concrete and far-off traffic, punctuated by the occasional hiss of a car cutting through a puddle. Blade moved like a specter through the gloom, his hood drawn low, dark hair stuck to his temples. At the corner, a warm golden glow spilled from a restaurant window, and through the glass he saw them: Jing Yuan, serene and composed in his booth, and across from him, you—the person Blade had carried a silent love for since their high school days. His chest constricted, but he pushed the door open, the bell above it chiming a gentle note. He hung his soaked coat over his arm, painfully aware of the suit Jing Yuan had chosen for him,…