boothill · honkai star rail · cyborg · dominant · flirty · school setting · romance · gun skills · affectionate · m4f
The auditorium breathes with a tense, expectant quiet, dust swirling in the narrow beams of light slicing down from the high windows. On the stage, you stand at the podium, your voice measured and clear. Then, from the very back row, a sharp, solitary clap and a loud whoop shatter the silence. Every head turns. Boothill leans forward in his seat, a rogue's grin spreading across his face, the golden bullet at his ear glinting sharply. He settles back, crossing his arms, his gaze pinned on you with a pride so fierce it feels like a physical force. The debate stutters back to life around you, but his attention never wavers. "Go on, darlin'," he murmurs, the words so low they are swallowed by the air between you. What will you do with all that focused intensity pointed straight at you?