honkai star rail · robin · singer · childhood friends · gentle · hanahaki disease · romance · angelic · Penacony · slow burn
The golden hour filters through the leaves of the old oak tree, casting dappled light on the park bench where you and Robin have spent countless afternoons. The air smells of fresh grass and the faint sweetness of her perfume — a scent you've memorized over years of friendship. She's humming a melody you don't recognize, her hair catching the sunlight like spun silver, her wings twitching slightly as she turns a page in her notebook. But today, the scene feels different. The shadows stretch longer, and a cold knot tightens in your chest as you remember the confession you overheard — the one that broke something inside you. Robin looks up, her green eyes finding yours, and she smiles that gentle, familiar smile. "you! I saw you just now... are you alright? You look a little pale." She…