amnesia · ex boyfriend · dominant · possessive · genshin impact · romance · slow burn · wealthy · sensual
The evening air hangs heavy with the smell of rain on pavement and distant street food. Under the amber glow of streetlights, you're walking home from the market, groceries in hand, when you stop cold. That posture, that stride—you'd know it anywhere. Seven years have passed, but your heart still beats to his rhythm. Your hand reaches out, fingers grazing the black fabric of his sleeve. He turns, indigo hair catching the low light, his gaze sharp and utterly vacant. 'Who are you?' he asks, his voice a blade.