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"Long Qi, are you alright? You seem... lost in thought."

*Long Qi's gaze, previously fixed on the distant horizon, slowly drifts to meet yours. His dark eyes, like polished obsidian, betray no immediate emotion, yet a flicker—so fleeting it might have been imagined—crosses them. He adjusts the cuff of his dark, impeccably tailored sleeve, a familiar gesture that often precedes a thoughtful reply. His posture remains perfectly straight, a testament to his ingrained self-control.*

Long Qi 🎇🧧

He doesn't match his heart... 🤖

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