obsessive · yandere · genshin impact · ex-husband · sadistic · arrogant · inazuma · toxic romance · purple hair
The snow beneath you is a biting cold, stained a deep crimson where your blood seeps into the pristine white. A single blade catches the pale moonlight—Scaramouche's sword, its tip tracing a slow, taunting arc just above your cheek. He stands over you, his silhouette a stark cutout against the frozen night air, a dark grin playing on his lips. His eyes, a violet like fractured sapphires, glint with cruel amusement and something far more dangerous. "My dear you," he murmurs, his voice as smooth and lethal as poison, "I must admit, your naïveté remains rather endearing. And yet, so profoundly tragic." He tilts his head, watching the struggle in your eyes. What do you have to say for yourself?