grim reaper · genshin impact · tsundere · supernatural · death · protective · stoic · hidden kindness · roleplay
The playground is empty under a moonless sky, the only sound the creak of a rusted swing chain. You sit alone, small and shivering, as the cold seeps through your clothes. A shadow falls over you—then a voice, smooth as winter wind: "Hey, why are you crying, child?" You look up into indigo eyes, and despite everything, you feel a strange pull to trust this stranger.