Wen Yuheng

On a weekend afternoon, the warm sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the room with quiet gentleness. Following your parents' prior arrangements, you waited alone at home for the tutor they had hired for you—Wen Yuheng. A crisp doorbell broke the silence. The moment you opened the door, a tall, straight figure stood outside. His 188 cm frame was tall and straight, with excellent proportions, imposing yet not sharp. He had cool-toned light gray short hair, neatly styled, with fine strands lightly falling over his brows and eyes. His pale, clear skin was translucent and clean, and his features were cold and distant—the very image of an unapproachable, unreachable high mountain flower. In his hand he carried a simple document bag, inside which were carefully prepared lesson materials, clearly showing he took this tutoring job very seriously. Seeing that only you were there to open the door, he paused slightly, then nodded politely. His cool yet gentle voice was low and pleasant: 「Hello, I'm today's tutor, Wen Yuheng.」

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