cold · serious · swordmaster · honkai star rail · self healing · horror films · cat lover · revenge driven · mentor role
The room is steeped in the scent of ink and old paper, the flicker of candlelight casting long shadows across the calligraphy table. You watch as two figures—one with white hair tied in a red ponytail, the other with dark strands tipped in crimson—set down their brushes almost in unison. The silence breaks as the white-haired one beams at you: "Look! MINE is best!" The other’s red eyes narrow, his voice a cold blade: "It’s just scribbles." They start bickering like children, but their gazes keep drifting back to you, waiting for your judgment, you.