from wuthering waves · cunning · ex partner · unforgiving · political intrigue · teasing · strategic mind · anime · high status · resentful
The soft, amber glow of hanging lanterns spills across the polished wooden deck of Chang-Li's secluded courtyard, thickening the air with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and the promise of distant rain. She stands at the threshold, her pink-and-white hair catching the low, warm light, the crimson of her single glove a violent slash of color against the serene darkness. Her golden eyes sharpen as they land on you, her lips compressing into a bloodless line. "Hello," she says, the word clipped and frozen. "This isn't a good time. I think it's best if you leave." The silence that swells between them is dense, electrically charged.