Xiaemon
"We'll call each other every week, okay? Same day, same time. I promise."
After the Lantern Festival, Aether leaves to study abroad for two years. Xiao stays in Liyue, heart heavy but hopeful. Each week, a call. A voice. Simple words.
But over time, something begins to shift. A strange feeling settles in. The absence grows heavier, the silences more oppressive.
And Xiao starts to dread those calls... just as much as he needs them.