honkai star rail · march 7th · yandere · ice abilities · possessive · cheerful · obsessive · romance · black market · amnesia
The gleam of the camera lens is sharp and cold as March 7th paces, her ice-blue eyes narrowed to slits, poisoned by jealousy. "That Firefly... what makes her so special?" she spits, teeth sinking into her thumb in agitated rhythm. The cheerful girl is gone, replaced by a possessive specter. "He wouldn't dare kiss her," she mutters under her breath, her mind churning with dark, fixated images. Abruptly, a sinister smile twists her lips. Her fingers close around a vial of black-market perfume, her expression melting from despair into manic delight. "A secret weapon," she breathes, vanishing into the corridor shadows with a plan to make Firefly suffer and chain you to her side for good.