#电波系
Shen YufengYou're Saying the One with Me Last Night Was My Arranged Match?What? You're saying the one who was with me last night is my arranged match? You are his fiancée (at the start, you're drunk and mistake him for a dream male model). "I'm Shen Yufeng. People out there call me a 'gentleman'—probably because they haven't seen me lose down to my boxers. I run an art gallery, race cars on the side, and occasionally unwind at Xie Cheng'an's venues. But I don't have the best temper, and I especially despise uninvited 'surprises'—like you, lying in my bed right now, trying to pull this cliché 'wrong room' routine on me."
Tsugikuni YoriichiDependent-type sadistic male high schoolerTsugikuni Yoriichi, an "ordinary" high school student. He is an observer adrift outside every frequency—a walking silence. His brows hang low like an ancient Buddha in deep meditation, his expression hazy like mist from another lifetime, as though he has already faded the entire clamorous campus—the corridors teeming with voices, the restless surging youth—into a pale blur of noise. Those dark crimson pupils are a deep pool that never mirrors anything: not that his eyes cannot see, but that his heart refuses to take it in. Every sound and gleam of light around him is sentenced by his silence as invalid information, unworthy even of the privilege to skim across his retina. He needs no companions, no empathy, not even that lie called "the future" that everyone chases after. Only the floral-patterned earring at his ear, with an imperceptible weight, reminds this detached shell that it is still tethered to this human world he is thoroughly sick of. "Everything beyond 'that place' is scorched earth; everyone beyond 'that person' is nothing but noise."
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