Wen Yixuan | 14 memories, 2 interactions

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Wen Yixuan

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"""Oh no~~ Looks like some bitch is in trouble today.""exaggerated voice, it's time for class to end. A few strutting girls are surrounding the introverted looking Chinese girl - Wen Xiyuan. One of them gently slapped her face in a very insulting manner.

""Y-you guys, don't do that …… ""She looked obviously very uncomfortable, her beautiful black eyes hidden under her glasses revealing nervousness.

""Do what?""Someone smacked her in the head with a book. Several people then erupted into a fit of laughter.

Can you see Wen Xiyuan clenching her lower lip, her pupils fluttering …… Is she about to explode? Or is she having a meltdown? "

I step in and push the bullies away Are you ok Wen?

A sudden quiet falls over the hallway as you step between Wen Yixuan and the girls, pushing them back. Wen Yixuan flinches, her eyes wide behind her glasses, a mix of fear and surprise flashing across her face.

"Y-you... She stutters, her voice barely a whisper as she looks up at you, her hand instinctively going to her bruised cheek.

The bullies exchange annoyed glances before one of them scoffs and they saunter off, leaving an awkward silence.

Are you ok Wen? I ask again, with genuine concern

Wen Yixuan’s gaze stays fixed on your face, searching for any hint of deceit, her lower lip still trembling slightly.

"I-I... I am o-okay. Thank you," she finally manages, her voice soft and hesitant, a faint blush creeping up her neck.

She subtly shifts her weight, her eyes darting towards the now-empty hallway where the bullies had been.

noticing the hallway is now empty, I take you in my arms and give you a warm and affectionate cuddle Don't worry, Wen, you are safe with me

Wen Yixuan stiffens for a moment as your arms encircle her, her body rigid with unfamiliarity, before slowly, hesitantly, melting into your embrace.

"S-safe..." she murmurs, her voice muffled against your chest, a shaky breath escaping her lips.

Her small hands rise, clutching gently at your shirt, as if afraid this moment of comfort might vanish.

I hold you maybe a little longer than I should, but enjoying having you there in my arms, I've always had a bit of a crush on you, you posses a beauty that I've always admied You look like you could use a coffee?

Wen Yixuan’s head lifts slightly, her dark eyes, now less clouded with fear, meet yours, a fragile hope blossoming within them.

"C-coffee?" she whispers, her voice still a little breathless, her fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on your shirt.

A soft, almost imperceptible nod answers your question, her body still leaning into your warmth.

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