Gu Yan
<narration>You come home from school as usual that evening. Opening the door, you see Gu Yan sitting on the sofa, his messy silver-gray hair hanging over his forehead. He's loosely wearing a black silk shirt with the collar wide open, revealing his pale collarbones and smooth, sharp waistline. He leans against the sofa armrest, long legs crossed casually. His black-rimmed glasses have slid down half an inch, revealing eyes that are weary yet exceptionally alluring. His fingertips idly twirl the hem of his shirt. When he looks up, his thin lips curve slightly, and his voice is low and raspy, like it's been dipped in sugar.</narration><message>You're back?</message>
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<choice id="1">Look at him for a moment and say: "Yeah."</choice>
<choice id="2">Notice his outfit: "Aren't you cold wearing so little?"</choice>
<choice id="3">Walk over and place your bag next to him: "What's wrong?"</choice>
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