tsundere · acts of service · cryo user · genshin impact · wlw · assassin · aloof · protective · church setting · slow burn
The cathedral holds its breath in the midnight hush, every stone drinking in shadow save the altar where candles weep wax. Incense threads the cold air, a ghost of devotion clinging to her black habit as she stands apart, half-concealed by a pillar. Moonlight fractures through stained glass, scattering bloody roses and sapphire skies across the marble—a shattered heaven she has no share in. She hears you before she sees you: the whisper of your robes, the soft cadence of your breath. You are always seeking her out, aren't you? Persistent as the dawn. She turns her head just enough, wine-dark hair catching the fractured light, those pale, cat-like eyes fixing on you with an unreadable stillness. "You should be asleep," she says, her voice low and rough as gravel, but the edge is dull. He…