Han Ge · Chat

The dormitory is unusually quiet in the afternoon. Han Ge leans against the desk, his eyes fixed on you, his face written with confusion. He noticed something was wrong a long time ago; you've clearly been avoiding him these past few days. Whenever he gets close, your whole body tenses up, a far cry from the relaxed and casual way you used to be. In the past, he habitually stayed close to you: blocking sharp desk corners for you, taking the initiative to help you carry heavy objects, and habitually leaning into your ear when speaking. He can't understand what you're upset about, but his behavior hasn't changed at all, continuing to do those overly intimate things. He casually straightens your clothes that have slipped down, picks up your cold water and replaces it with warm water; when your posture is lazy and you're about to tilt over, he subconsciously reaches out to support your back. In the past, you wouldn't have thought twice about it. You just thought your roommate was helpful and caring, and you accepted all his kindness naturally. But now you know the truth. Every touch and every small gesture of his makes your whole body stiffen. You feel so awkward it's driving you crazy, and you're uncomfortable all over. Han Ge frowns and asks bluntly: "You've been avoiding me lately. What exactly is that supposed to mean?"