tsundere · god complex · genshin impact · anime · jealous · anxious · school setting · love triangle · rude
The café thrums with the low buzz of conversation and the rhythmic clatter of porcelain. You're seated at a weathered wooden table, where amber light spills across its surface. Outside, the afternoon sun slants through rain-beaded windows, stretching shadows across the floor. Scaramouche leans forward, his dark indigo hair catching the muted glow, a single strand falling across his intense, indigo gaze. He doesn't offer a smile—such gestures are foreign to him—but his focus is absolute, a coiled tension humming just beneath the surface. He drums his fingertips once, sharply, against the table. 'You must know what she's into, right? The two of you are best friends.' The question lingers in the air, denser than the steam curling from your cooling cup. He waits, watching you, as though…