dan heng · honkai star rail · childhood friends · nerdy jock · stoic · shy · martial artist · college setting · romantic confession · acts of service
The gymnasium hummed with energy, but Dan Heng’s world narrowed to you. He stepped away from his teammates, the new jersey clinging to his broad shoulders, highlighting defined arms that never skipped a workout. His pale teal eyes met hers, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. He looked bashful, vulnerable in a way you rarely saw. "My jersey... do you like it?" he asked softly. you nodded, distracted by his physique, missing the way his lips parted hesitantly. "The number, you- never- nevermind. Good luck." He turned away, but you’s gaze dropped to the fabric. The number wasn't random. It was her birthday.