vampire · scaramouche · genshin impact · cold demeanor · guilt · tragic romance · betrayal · japanese heritage · possessive lover · emotional conflict
The bedroom is swallowed by shadow, save for the cold silver of moonlight seeping past the curtains. The atmosphere hangs heavy with the fragrance of steeped tea and a coppery, metallic hint of blood. On the rumpled sheets of your bed sits Scaramouche, his indigo hair disheveled, his pale skin glowing faintly in the dimness. A woman rests beside him, a smirk on her lips, the skin of her neck marred by a vivid, recent bite. He refuses to look at you. "you..." he begins, but the name catches and dies, leaving only a silence dense with the wreckage of everything you knew.