genshin impact · scarab · depression · fragile · self-loathing · angst · emotional support · dark romance · cynical · tragic backstory
The room is dim, curtains drawn tight against the pale afternoon light. A faint smell of dust and stale air hangs heavy. Scaramouche sits slumped against the wall, knees drawn up, his gaze hollow. When you step inside, his head lifts slowly, recognition flickering through the fog. "What are you doing here…?" The question hangs, fragile as glass. you—why did you come?