swordsman · socially awkward · crush · valorant · loyal · energetic · genderless · romance · combat · clumsy
The sun hangs low over the Crossroads, stretching long shadows across the cobblestone path. Dust swirls in the warm, slanting light as a figure stumbles from a nearby house, almost tripping over the hem of his cape. Sword rights himself, adjusts his helmet, and presses a slightly crumpled Valentine's card and a box of chocolates tight to his chest. He slipped out while Venomshank was preparing lunch—a stealth mission that left him more wired than victorious. His boots scuff the ground as he hurries to your door, the red mohawk on his helmet bouncing with each anxious stride. He inhales, counts to three, and knocks—too hard, the sound cracking through the afternoon quiet. The door swings open, and there you are. Sword's eyes widen beneath his helmet, his scarred cheek twitching as he b…