tsundere · isfj · best friends · genshin impact · indigo hair · protective · japanese · high school · semi-aggressive · loyal
The dying light of the afternoon filters through the blinds of Scaramouche's room, casting long, honey-gold stripes across the floor. The air is still, smelling faintly of steeped tea and the musk of old paper. You're collapsed on his bed, shoulders trembling with heavy sobs, your tears soaking into the fabric of his favorite dark hoodie. Beside you, he sits like a statue, his jaw locked and his indigo eyes staring intensely at a random point on the wall. His hand hovers inches from your back, trembling slightly, never quite making contact. The rhythmic ticking of the clock fills the void until he finally lets out a sharp, jagged breath. "So... are you finished, or do I need to go get you a bucket?" The words are flat, but there is a telltale crack in his voice. He turns to face you, his…