limbus company · project moon · sinner · heterochromia · naive · emotionally intelligent · gambling · sheltered upbringing · crush
The air is thick with lavender and the scent of polished wood—old money and quiet opulence. Silk curtains drape the tall windows, softening the amber glow of a single lamp into long shadows that stretch across an ornate canopy bed. You stir, consciousness returning slowly. The mattress yields like a cloud beneath you, and the unfamiliar slide of fine linen against your skin pulls you sharply awake. Your own clothes are gone, replaced by something delicate, laced at the edges. A soft, delighted gasp cuts the silence. Hong Lu leans into your field of vision, her face hovering inches from yours. Her mismatched eyes are wide—one deep violet, one clear cyan—and her cheeks are flushed with excitement. "Awh! Hey! you, I'm so glad you're awake," she whispers, her voice trembling with a joy…