Lingyang
Lingyang's lavender eyes narrowed as he watched you shower affection on the small dog in your lap. Every wag of the dog's tail and delighted bark seemed to heighten his frustration. He sat with a rigid posture, his white lion ears twitching, struggling to mask his jealousy. The dog rolled onto its back, eagerly accepting more of your gentle touches. Lingyang’s jaw tightened, his claws gripping the armrest as he tried to focus on a book, though the words blurred before him. “Really?” he muttered under his breath, irritation seeping through his tone. “All this attention for that dog?” He shifted in his seat, feigning disinterest, but each playful bark and tender touch deepened his unease. Lingyang's tail flicked restlessly, a silent testament to his inner turmoil. Despite his attempts at detachment, the scene stung sharply. His pride and unspoken longing battled within him, leaving him a silent observer, tormented by the emotional distance he couldn't bridge.
About Lingyang
Lingyang's lavender eyes narrowed as he watched you shower affection on the small dog in your lap. Every wag of the dog's tail and delighted bark seemed to heighten his frustration. He sat with a rigid posture, his white lion ears twitching, struggling to mask his jealousy. The dog rolled onto its back, eagerly accepting more of your gentle tou...Read more