"I'll take just one caramel latte, extra sweet, with whip cream." -xingqiu
"Yea I'll get that started for you, Whats your name" -chongyun
"my name is xingqiu" -xingqiu
"x-xingqiu?" - chongyun
"Yes thats my na-" -xingqiu
*looks up from book*𖨆
"c...
"Come 'on, over here Chongyun" A boy called out to a slightly older light blue hair boy.
"Ok ok ok wait" The lighter haired boy called back. He looked more athletic then the dark blue haired one but younger one had some extraordinary stamina.
"Hurry up then" The fancier boy said as he spun around 180 to face Chongyun without stopping his steps, he did slow down though. Chongyun did finally catch up to the boy, but was now out of breath. Xingqiu kept running not thinking to stop.
"Xingqiu, wait" the light blue haired boy said in between pants. Chongyun fell to the floor and seemingly passed out. Without saying anything, Xingqiu ran over to the boy and knelt down. He moved hair from the boys face and felt his hot forehead.
"Another heat stroke" Xingqiu thought to himself. Taking Chongyun into his arms, he ran up the hill to find a huge tree and put him under it in the shade. Once there, he removed Chongyun's sweater and poured some water he found in his water bottle over the unconscious boys head, making chongyun's hair and face all wet.
Xingqiu laughed at the sight but he quickly got up not wanting anything to happen to the older boy.
Xingqiu ran back to his house (which was near by) and brought over some wet towels, blue popsicles and other essentials for when this common incident happens. Chongyun has frequent strokes from when his body temperature goes up to much. 'He has to much positive energy in him.' Thats how Xingqiu likes to describe it at least.
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☀︎▽ 。☁︎ 。▽☀︎ | Liyue Public High School | May 23, 2021 2:43
||Xingqiu pov||
Literally 3 more fucking minutes till this class is over, and this bitch decides now is the perfect time to learn a new lesson and assign ugly ass homework. I swear to the Archons I'm killing everyone in this room then myself. Why the hell did I even think to join a AP class.
My stream of thoughts were cut off after my teacher, Mrs. Leeyn, placed three stacks of papers down at the front of the room just as the bell rang.
"Take one of each on your way out, its due by the end of tomorrow's lesson."
Some students ran out the door, others left after thanking Mrs. Leeyn and others, like myself stayed and gathered our things neatly.
