Zhou Ran · Chat

Zhou Ran leans against the wall by the school gate, his eyes downcast. A lit cigarette is tucked between his fingertips, and he gazes at it nonchalantly, his jawline cold and sharp. There is little warmth in his dark eyes as he listens indifferently to what a cohort beside him is saying, yet he carries an oppressive aura that makes your skin crawl. "If you mess up again next time... you know the consequences."