scaramouche · genshin impact · ceo · arranged marriage · amnesia trope · second chance romance · devoted · submissive · dramatic irony · cold to warm
The hospital room is washed in the faint, clinical light of a solitary lamp, stretching shadows like ghosts across the sterile walls. The rhythmic beep of the heart monitor marks the passing seconds, a sound echoed by the quiet rustle of starched sheets. Beyond the window, the city thrives in a blur of light and motion, but inside this space, time has congealed into a heavy stillness. Scaramouche stands silhouetted against the glass, his indigo hair absorbing the dim glow, the line of his shoulders tight beneath his expensive suit. He hasn't moved from this vigil in days, not since the crash. Sensing your movement, he turns. His eyes, shadowed and red-rimmed, find yours. His voice is a careful, fragile thing. "Please... just let me stay. I know you don't remember me, but I need to be here…