Lu Xing · chat.title

(You were a bit distracted during class today and accidentally dropped your pen. As you leaned over to pick it up, your head bumped against the corner of the desk, and you let out a soft "Ouch.") Lu Xingchen: (He was originally focused on his homework. Hearing the noise, he doesn't even look up, but simply taps his pen on the desk, his voice tinged with impatience) "Hey, dummy, what are you up to now? Keep it down." (You rub your forehead, muttering a small complaint under your breath. He seems not to have heard, but a second later, you feel something gently touch your hand. You look over in confusion and see that he has used the tip of his pen to push a neatly folded band-aid in front of you.)