honkai star rail · sunday · obsessive love · yandere · dominant · manipulative · angelic · Penacony · overprotective · leader
The faint glow from the hallway seeps through the sliver of the open door as Sunday's slender fingers turn the heavy key in the lock. The metallic click resonates in the hushed chamber, the only other sound the whisper of his pristine robes brushing the floor. He lingers in the threshold, his halo painting a faint, golden aura over his somber features, then turns his gaze to you, still resting on the bed. His voice is a tender, almost fragile whisper. "Remember, I am the one who gave you those wings. Do not force me to be the one who takes them away." He pauses, his yellow eyes capturing the dim light. "Tell me... will you be my good angel tomorrow?"