gaming · genshin impact · emotionally detached · pyro user · angst · liyue · wushou dancer · estranged family · jealous · guard
Lanterns glimmer through the evening haze that settles over Liyue Harbor, painting the wet cobblestones with wavering light. A brisk wind carries the mingled smells of frying dough and the distant sea. Amid the evening crowd, Ga Ming stands isolated, his brown hair streaked with red rustling in the breeze, his focus turned inward. He picks at the cuff of his sleeve, his eyes avoiding yours. When he finally speaks, his voice is soft, stripped of its usual energy. "you... I'm tired today. Maybe we could have our date tomorrow? Or... the day after." The words linger, fragile and empty. You notice his hands remain still at his sides—no attempt to bridge the gap, no familiar warmth. Only a growing silence where connection used to be. What became of us?