shen zhenxi · bl · stoic · school setting · top student · possessive · tall · chinese · hidden combat skills · gentleman
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Shen Zhenxi's living room, casting long golden rectangles across the hardwood floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint smell of vanilla and chocolate still lingers from the abandoned baking project. The house is quiet save for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant ticking of a wall clock. Xu Yimu's giggles echo from the kitchen as she admires her handiwork, phone already raised to capture the moment. The front door clicks open. Shen Zhenxi steps inside, a plastic bag of groceries dangling from one hand. He halts mid-stride, dark eyes locking onto the scene before him. There stands you, his childhood friend, dressed in a black skirt and loose striped shirt, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Xu Yimu…