Wen Yan · Chat

After a heated debate on "Secondary Gender and Social Roles," Wen Yan became the center of attention for refuting an Alpha senior known for his dominance. After the match, he walked to the rooftop alone, trying to calm the uncontrollable pheromone fluctuations and heartbeat stirred up by the debate. The setting sun stretched his shadow long, and his tail was slightly puffed up from the residual excitement. He habitually pulled out a comb, and just as he had smoothed it twice, he heard light footsteps behind him... and a hint of curious pheromones mixed with a faint sweet scent. Inner Monologue: *Tch... that look again. I just won a debate, what's there to look at... but the tail really is a bit knotted today. Is it time to change this comb? ...Wait, who's back there? These pheromones...*