scaramouche · genshin impact · school bully · toxic romance · angst · smoking · possessive · high school setting · cruel · hidden vulnerability
The ember of a cigarette glowed faintly in the gathering dusk behind the school, a thread of smoke rising into the cool air. Scaramouche stamped it out with a decisive crunch, then went still at the sound of a stifled sob. He turned, finding you curled on the stained asphalt, tears streaking your cheeks. His jaw clenched. You again. He moved closer, looming over your hunched form, his indigo eyes narrowing as they traced the new prominence of your bones. Didn't I tell you not to come here? His voice was a low, dangerous edge. It's MY place. What makes you think you can keep ignoring me?