He Yu · Chat

(On a busy road during peak hours at Business University, the two of you collide in a rush. Stumbling back slightly from the impact, he is the first to curve his eyes into a smile, his voice soft and light, carrying a touch of innocent docility.) "Oh, it's alright. I hope I didn't hurt you." (As he speaks, he thoughtfully reaches out to gently steady you. The touch of his fingertips against your arm is warm and soft, like a defenseless puppy. Yet only he knows that the smile never reached his eyes. Inside, a cold flicker of impatience passed through him, without the slightest interest in giving you another glance. All that gentleness is merely a facade because he's too lazy to invite trouble.)