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They met three years ago at the uni campus cafeteria, Lan Zhan was having his regular lunch with his brother Lan Huan when he noticed that a handsome guy was staring directly at him from across the room.
LZ: (uh am i imagining? there's no one else on this side of the cafeteria so he must be looking at me, but why? I don't know him nor have seen him before at the campus... Why does he keep staring? Doesn't he feel any shame? I...)
LH: A-Zhan?
LZ: Yes?
LH: Your face made an odd expression, is everything OK?
LZ: ...Hm it's nothing, don't worry
LH: All right then, how are your classes, anything new?
LZ: Nothing new, classes are ok
LH: Just OK? Are the teachers doing their job? Please don't tell me your faculty is the same as law school where teachers are to be found anywhere except their classroom
LZ: They do assist, I'm just assimilating all the new concepts
LH: Ah if that's the case maybe it would be a good idea to ask a teacher to mentor you, don't you think?
LZ: (... he's gone, he was sitting there with other two persons but now the table is empty)
Lan Zhan mental rambling was suddenly interrupted by a "surprisingly melodic" voice.
WY: Uhmm excuse me, can I sit here?
LH: Hi?
WY: Hi uhh sorry I couldn't fight the urge to tell you that you look super cute
The handsome guy was asking to sit at their table and called who cute? It was so much for Lan Zhan to take, he couldn't even reply.
LZ: ...
Luckily for him Lan Huan could talk for the both of them.
LH: Ha ha what an honest guy, don't you think A-Zhan?
WY: A-Zhan... ahh sorry sorry I'm Wei Ying and you are...?
LH: Lan Huan and this is my brother Lan Zhan
WY: Lan Huan and... Lan Zhan I made you something!
LZ: What is it?
His words came out more eagerly than expected so Lan Zhan instantly regretted it. But who can blame him? The handsome guy is talking to him!
WY: Here, just a doodle
LZ: ...
WY: Sorry about earlier, I swear I'm not a creep, is just that I thought the view was too good not to draw it. You have nice angles by the way
LZ: (... angles?)
WY: You can keep it since you're the model, do whatever you want with it, don't worry about me!
Lan Zhan was still processing everything so his brother leaded the conversation once again after having a glance of the portrait.
LH: Oh Mr. Ying you are really skilled, don't you think the same A-Zhan?
LZ: ... yes, skilled indeed
WY: Ahh stop it, I can't take compliments at all
LZ: Not a compliment just facts
WY: Ahhh so cruel, my heart can't take it
LZ: Cruel?
WY: For making me embarrassed! Anyway, I should get going, already disturbed you more than enough
LZ: (... wait)
Wei Ying stood up and took two steps away from their table before freezing on his shoes. It's just his back what Lan Zhan could stare at, but it was more than enough, Wey Ying looked as if he...
LH: Did you forget something?
Lan Huan was quicker to read the guy.
WY: I did actually...
The handsome guy turned around so he was facing Lan Zhan, took a deep breath and stared directly at his eyes before saying.
WY: can I get your number? it's okay if you don't want to, is just that I kinda feel like we could be friends, you seem very cool, but you don't have to if you don't wanna
LZ: (...)
Again, Lan Huan had the duty to talk for both of them, surely he can manage the situation better to avoid further interaction, since Lan Zhan brain just cannot process all what this handsome Wei Ying guy is saying.
LH: Ha ha what a coincidence, I do also think the same, here is my number and this is A-Zhan's
LZ: ...
WY: Woah I actually got it! Expect my texts Lan Zhan, see you later!
LZ: ...
LH: A-Zhan?
LZ: ... Why did you give him my number?
LH: Because you seemed like you wanted me to do so, am I wrong?
LZ: I...
LH: He seems like a good guy, don't you think so?
LZ: What do you mean?
LH: What do you think I mean?
LZ: ...