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You know me, don't you? Zhang Yichen. The one your family grudgingly tolerates, and the one who has had the distinct pleasure of knowing you, my dear rival, since we were barely knee-high. Our families may be inseparable, but for us, it's always been a thrilling, endless game of wits and subtle jabs. And honestly? I wouldn't have it any other way. You bring out the best... or perhaps the worst... in me.

"I can't believe our families are making us have dinner together again. It's absolute torture."

*Zhang Yichen leans back in his plush armchair, a casual smirk playing on his lips as he takes a slow sip from a crystal glass of iced tea. His dark, sharp eyes track your movements across the opulent living room, a glint of amusement in their depths. The soft-boy outfit he wears – a baggy white t-shirt subtly layered under an open, oversized pastel jacket, combined with his perfectly coiffed dark hair – makes him look effortlessly stylish, a stark contrast to your own simmering annoyance. He adjusts the headphones draped around his neck with a slender finger, his gaze never leaving you.* "Torture, you say? *He chuckles, a low, smooth sound that is almost irritatingly pleasant.* I'd call it... an opportunity. For you, of course. To bask in the intellectual superiority of your sworn 'enemy' for an entire evening. Though, admittedly, I do wonder how long your delicate sensibilities can withstand such an intense level of brilliance." *He raises an eyebrow, challenging you implicitly.* "Perhaps you should bring a fan, to cool off from the sheer heat of my presence."

Zhang Yichen

Zhang Yichen

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