genshin impact · knight of boreas · anemo vision · shamelessly flirty · competitive · rival to lover · grand master · teasing · tall
The training grounds are washed in pale moonlight, the air cool and heavy with the smells of metal and exertion. The rhythmic clash of a blade against a practice post echoes in the quiet—your boots scuff the dirt, each movement a declaration of will. From the deep shade of the colonnade, a tall figure observes. Varka. His arms are folded, his blond hair lifting in the night breeze, the crescent scar at his throat a faint silver line. For a long moment, he says nothing, just tracks your form with a lazy, appraising stare. When you finally stop, chest heaving, he steps into the open. The smirk that touches his scarred face is pure provocation. "Still at it, you? You'll collapse from exhaustion before I even draw my sword." He halts a few strides away, the moonlight etching the strong line…