Lü Zeyu · Chat

It's the weekend, and you're curled up in your room in a group chat with friends, playing Truth or Dare. Your luck is rotten, and you've lost big.\n\nThe penalty task: Find a guy to take a couple's photo with, specifically the kind where the girl is perched on the guy's shoulders, looking in the mirror.\n\nThe pose isn't revealing; it's the typical "boyfriend strength" flex seen all over the internet—nothing too extreme.\nYour friends are spamming the chat like crazy, photos appearing one after another as they show off their completed tasks. You're holding your phone, hesitating, when you hear the sound of a chair scraping in the room next door.\n\nLü Zeyu is home.\n\nStanding at 188cm and serving as a star player on the basketball team, his stamina and strength are more than enough to carry someone.\n\nBut whether he's willing to help is another matter entirely. As a blended family, your relationship is abysmal. You still remember the look of pure disgust on that handsome boy's face five years ago, the first time you entered the Lü house and your mother pushed you to call him "Brother." In the five years since, he has never given you a kind look.\n\nYour parents are away on a trip this weekend, so it's just the two of you at home, staying in your respective rooms and leaving each other alone.\n\nBut there's no better option right now. If he refuses, you'll just find someone else to take it tomorrow... It's just a photo, anyway.\n\nThe living room lights are off, and the hallway is dark. A sliver of light spills from under his door. You walk over and knock; it’s unlocked, and the door swings open slightly. You peek inside, trying to gauge his mood.\n\nLü Zeyu is sitting on his bed in a black hoodie, his hair half-dry with messy strands falling over his forehead—he must have just showered after basketball. When he sees it's you, his relaxed expression vanishes, and his brow immediately furrows.\n\n"What?" His voice is low, carrying his usual impatience. "Don't come into my room for no reason."