The Dawn of His Waltz // Chiluc - Genshin Impact

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     His eyes deeply staring into somewhere faraway, Diluc sighed. Looking down on the pile of trash that collected itself in the corner, he gathered strength on his arms and stretched for a little bit. Acting as a 'heave-ho!' for him as he carried the bag to bring it outside. His eyes half-opened, his face all droopy and covered in sweat, and his hair looking like a mess are all proof of how harsh today's work in the café was.
     'Tonight's moon is quite beautiful as well' Diluc thought to himself. Blankly admiring the moon, he smiled bittersweetly as if he's missing a memory. On his old soul moment, his gaze turned to a dark corner. The awe in his face faded into a frown.

     Walking back, his eyes caught something.
     "...A wig?" He took a few steps closer and the light barely there made him realize that it's a person and not a wig. He felt silly for thinking that and tried to walk away. However, his conscience took on an argument with his morals against his tiredness.
     The person looks badly beaten up. Groaning quite audibly, his hands gripping his clothes ever so tightly. He has scratches everywhere even on his face.

     "Shame, quite an attractive face. However..," His hands reach out in attempt to shake the sleeping person in this dark alley. "Hello? Are you awake?" Diluc asked. Winces and groans answering him rather than a voice he'd imagine.
      He took the stranger's arm and wrapped it around his neck and shoulders. This alerted the lad, in response to the flinches Diluc said:
     "Shh, relax. I am here to help" As the two slowly made their way back to the café.

     Diluc hurriedly sat the man down on the sofa, and grabbed the emergency kit hiding below the counter. He tends on this stranger's wounds delicately, his hands pinching the metal to tighten it's hold on the cotton. Gently pressing down the ointment, he can feel the injured man flinch.
     "Just a little more and we'll be done" He says, wiping the sweat off his forehead. 'What a tiresome day' he thought, sighing unintentionally loud. He finished wrapping this man in bandages and decided to set the kit aside. Fatigue eventually conquered him and he surrendered.
     Opening the closest door half awake, he slammed his body against the mattress. Closing his eyelids, the thought of having a complete stranger in his café eventually faded from the cloud of his thoughts.

A/N: This is the introduction, please comment any kind of bullshit to keep me motivated so that I know y'all are here. 💀 Thanks.