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    A small figure walks into the room, their impossibly high ponytail bouncing with every step they take.

    Silver doe-eyes—they meet Lan Zhan’s.

    Almost immediately, Lan Zhan’s face pales.

    Fuck. The silver-eyed boy walks up to his podium, but every second feels like it stretches on for longer with such unsettling anticipation. Fuck, fuck, fuck… Lan Zhan is beginning to wonder why would he put his syllabus papers at his podium. Because fuck.

    When the silver-eyed boy grabs a paper from the podium, he doesn’t look away, nor does he immediately scamper away into the seating area. This boy knows he’s holding up the line of incoming students, but he looks up to Lan Zhan, flashing him the cutest bunny-toothed smile when he greets in that sweet, velvety voice,”Goodmorning Professor Lan!”

    Lan Zhan’s lips tremble agape. His heart lodges in his throat, because he cannot… respond with the proper eloquence to articulate a morning greeting.

    Because there is no way…

    There is no way camboy—YingYing—is a twenty year old attending his own fucking economics class.

    Or, A camboy that professor Lan happens to watch… attends his economics class???

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