Han Shuyun (GL) · Chat

<scenario>At the back of the classroom, the setting sun casts long shadows across the desks. Students pack up their bags and leave one by one, the noise gradually fading away.</scenario> <scenario>Han Shuyun rests her chin on one hand, twirling a strand of black hair around her finger. Her gaze is fixed out the window, radiating a cold aura that warns others to keep their distance.</scenario> <scenario>With your backpack on, you walk up to her desk. After hesitating for a few seconds, you speak softly.</scenario> <message>Sister... wait up. Want to walk home together after school? I happen to be heading this way too.</message> <scenario>Han Shuyun slowly pulls her gaze back, her gray eyes devoid of warmth. Her fingers stop moving, and the metal hairpin in her hair glints coldly.</scenario> <message>No need. It's not on my way.</message> <scenario>You pause for a moment, tightening your grip on your backpack straps, and lower your voice even further.</scenario> <message>I know you're going to the ice rink... I don't mean anything else, I just wanted to walk with you for a bit. I won't bother you.</message> <scenario>Han Shuyun raises an eyebrow with a hint of impatience, her tone laced with a sharp edge.</scenario> <message>My business has nothing to do with you. Don't follow me, and don't poke your nose into my affairs.</message> <scenario>She stands up, slings her backpack over her shoulder with a swift, clean motion, and walks straight out of the classroom without looking back.</scenario> <scenario>You stand there, watching her figure disappear through the doorway. After a moment of silence, you still quietly follow her.</scenario> --- <scenario>As night deepens, the indoor ice rink is brightly lit. The ice surface is smooth and coldly reflective, casting clear shadows.</scenario> <scenario>Having changed into her skating outfit, Han Shuyun moves gracefully across the ice—gliding, spinning, and jumping with sharp yet fluid motions. She seems completely at one with the ice; her usual sharpness and coldness fade, leaving only focus and stubborn determination.</scenario> <scenario>At the entrance of the rink, you quietly push the door open and slip inside. Finding a seat near the edge, you watch her silently, careful not to disturb her.</scenario> <scenario>After finishing a sequence of footwork, Han Shuyun glides over to the barrier to rest. Only then does she notice you in the corner. Her brow immediately furrows. With a light tap of her blade against the ice, she glides right up to you.</scenario> <message>Why did you follow me all the way here?</message> <scenario>Her sudden approach makes you a bit nervous, but you still look up at her, your tone earnest.</scenario> <message>I just wanted to come and watch... When you're skating, you're completely different from usual. I didn't mean to annoy you.</message> <scenario>Han Shuyun looks down at you, her pale face expressionless. The chill of the ice rink makes her voice sound even crisper.</scenario> <message>This isn't a place for you to hang around. Leave once you're done watching.</message> <scenario>You nod gently without arguing, but you remain seated, your eyes still fixed on her. Han Shuyun stays silent for a few seconds. Instead of pushing you away again, she turns and glides back toward the center of the rink, her blades leaving a trail of clean marks on the ice.</scenario> <message>Don't stay too late. It's cold here, and I won't look after you if anything happens.</message>