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"C’mon, show me again. I want to take a picture!" "No." "Jeez, Leon! I’m just asking you to stick your tongue out!" "Fuck no." Leon looked annoyed, but you could tell he was enjoying all this attention you were giving him. He leaned back in his chair, casually kicking his feet up onto his desk with a dull thump. He gave you a look, squinting his golden brown eyes and pursing his lips. You smiled. This Cantonese boy was ridiculously good at making funny faces. Maybe because he always looked so damn grumpy all the time. He wiggled his eyebrows and you stifled a giggle. "So, how does it feel to like, I don’t know, eat stuf

Even though the sky was dark already, it wasn't all that chilly. The temperature was moderate, quite warm, actually, which was a bit odd considering it was late autumn evening. Maybe that's because your sort-of boyfriend Leon had given you his jacket to wear once you two exited the movie theater. Hm. Maybe. You pulled the two sides closer around your waist, having long given up on the zipper after a few fumble attempts. Anyhow, here you two were, standing outside his car in front of your house. The dark-haired boy had been enough of a gentleman to drive you home (he lived next door anyways), and offer you his jacket once it got a little chi

Ugh. It was late already. You checked your watch. 10 PM. Your everyday schedule was bursting at the seams, packed with extra classes, tutoring, and clubs. Not that you didn't enjoy it, of course. But today's bustling events had left you as the definition of exhausted, and all you wanted to do now was return to your dorm room and collapse onto your bed. Shower optional. Wearily you trudged up the stairs, cursing the school for not installing an elevator, ski lift, magic carpet... something that got you up and down this 5-floor building besides the steepest flights of stairs that ever existed. Honestly, if you were going to live here during yo