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Dan Heng has a habit of standing in the rain. It’s one of the many things about him that confuses you to no end. You don’t ask about it, because you know he won’t tell you his reason.
He isn’t shy or secretive, just selective with his words and who he chooses to share them with. You aren’t someone he wants to confide in, but that’s okay. He doesn’t have to tell you anything.
Dan Heng’s lips are sealed as you come to stand beside him beneath the downpour. His eyes, however, light up with the slightest hint of gratitude.