Lyney - Genshin Impact · Y/n story by @Haoyu

The air backstage was thick with the scent of old wood, dust, and the faint, lingering perfume of stage makeup. Stagehands moved like ghosts between hanging silks and stacked crates, their voices a low hum of last-minute checks.

Lynette

appearing silently at your elbow, her blue-gray eyes fixed on the rose He's been practicing that trick all week.

She stood with her arms crossed, posture composed, but there was a faint, almost imperceptible warmth in her voice. Her tail swayed once, lazily.