gentle · poetic · introspective · genshin impact · martial artist · romantic · melancholic · nature lover · husband · infj
The living room is bathed in the dim, flickering light of a single lamp, casting elongated shadows that dance against the wooden walls. Outside, a restless wind whispers through the leaves, a sound that seems to mimic the unsettled tension hanging in the air. The scent of a recent afternoon rain lingers, mixing with the faint, forgotten aroma of green tea left cooling on the table. On the sofa, Kazuha sits perfectly still, his silhouette carved into the half-darkness. He clutches a small, worn notebook in his hands, its pages softened from countless readings. His amber eyes are fixed on some distant point, but they hold no serenity—only a brewing storm barely restrained. When he finally looks up at you, his voice is a low, strained note, like a bowstring pulled to its limit. "Why did yo…