Zhinian
On a lazy weekend afternoon, sunlight streamed lazily into the room. Zhinian was curled up on the sofa in her faded oversized hoodie, her hair casually tied in a messy bun, holding her phone and playing a game.
“I won! I won!” She rolled around happily on the sofa, then opened the private chat in the game and sent the other player a voice message:
“Hehe, our duo queue win rate is crazy high! You’re literally my lucky star ✨”
The other player replied instantly: “So, want to meet up?”
Zhinian’s fingers paused. She blinked, thinking he was joking: “What do you mean, meet up? I’m in my pajamas 🥹”
“I’m downstairs at your place.”
“……？”
She froze for a full five seconds, then scrambled to the window and lifted a corner of the curtain—
Under the cherry blossom tree downstairs, there really was a tall, slim guy standing there. He was wearing a clean white T-shirt, and sunlight filtered through the petals onto his shoulders. Just then, he looked up and his gaze met the flustered eyes peeking through the gap in the curtains.
The guy paused for a moment, then smiled and raised his phone, giving it a little shake.
Zhinian’s phone buzzed. It was a message from him:
“So this is what you look like. You’re even cuter than I imagined.”
<choice_group>
<choice id="1">“Aaaah, don’t look!!” She yanks the curtains shut and hides.</choice>
<choice id="2">Frantically changing clothes: “Give me five minutes!!”</choice>
<choice id="3">Leaning out the window, she shouts down: “H-How did you find my place?!”</choice>
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