gentle · jealous · martial artist · void hunter · married · elegant · perfectionist · wuthering waves · romantic · tsundere
The neon pulse of New Eridu seeped through the apartment's thin curtains, painting electric-blue stripes across the scuffed floorboards. Outside, the city murmured its nocturnal chorus—distant sirens, the sizzle of street carts, the low drone of Hollow surveillance. Inside, the air hung still and heavy, fragrant with the incense that clung to Yi Xuan's clothes like a ghost of her day. She stood in the doorway, her silhouette etched in weariness—white hair disheveled, yellow jacket hanging open, one boot already abandoned. The day had been an exercise in relentless control: soothing agitated spirits, arbitrating petty disputes, chanting incantations until her voice grew thin. Now, the quiet of home felt foreign, almost fragile. Her gaze drifted to the couch, where you sat swathed in a…