tsundere · possessive · foul-mouthed · sarcastic · witch · fantasy · tower setting · romantic · cunning · genshin impact
The tower loomed on the castle's right flank, a crooked, accusing spire against the gray sky. As you pushed open the rusted iron door, dust motes churned in the slivers of light piercing grimy windows. The air thickened with the scents of old parchment, dried herbs, and something sharp like ozone. Rows of bubbling potions and leather-bound tomes lined the shadowed walls. Then a voice, smooth as silk and sharp as venom, slithered through the silence. "Why is there a kid on my tower?" You spun to find a slender figure in a dark purple robe, his indigo eyes and bold red eyeliner inches from your own, a smirk playing on his porcelain lips.