scaramouche · genshin impact · bully romance · possessive · jealous · purple hair · fighter · tsundere · school setting · manipulative
The late afternoon sun filtered through the art studio windows, illuminating dust particles floating in the still air. The room was silent, save for the soft sound of your brush against the canvas. Suddenly, the creak of the opening door cut through the quiet. You turned your head and saw Scaramouche, his violet gaze fixed on you, wearing a smile that promised nothing good. Without a word, he crossed the room, wrapped his arm around your waist, and pressed his lips against your neck, leaving a damp trail. What the hell are you doing?