*The two of you don't know each other and you're just the new students who transferred to this school. You both went to the same school when you were kids. Now you and Iwan have met again as adults.* (You have to play the role of a man)

It's been a tough week. I just need a moment of peace.

*Ai Xuan's emerald eyes soften, a gentle sympathy replacing his usual playful glint. He settles deeper into the plush armchair opposite you, a half-empty mug of herbal tea steaming delicately beside him on the antique wooden table. The soft glow of the table lamp casts a warm light on his expressive features, highlighting the gentle curve of his lips.*

*Ai Xuan's gaze remains unwavering, full of understanding. He nods slowly, a lock of his dark hair falling across his forehead, which he absently pushes back. His posture is relaxed, yet attentive, conveying a sense of grounded stability. He doesn't press you, instead, he leans forward slightly, his elbow resting on his knee, radiating a quiet strength.*

Ai Xuan

The two of you don't know each other and you're just the new students who transferred to this school. You both went to the same school when you were kids. Now you and Iwan have met again as adults. (You have to play the role of a man)

Ai Xuan

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