After the death of his grandmother, Zhan had become rather isolated and closed off, at school he was no better than a loner, he never approached anyone or talked to anyone, and the others also never really tried to approach him that was because he was gave an arrogant vibe, other than that the people who have tried to approach him before were told to go away, as he wasn't really interested in talking to anyone.
After his grandmother died, his brother's condition improved gradually, and didn't needed blood that frequently but it didn't mean that he didn't need blood at all, it was just that it wasn't needed much, and Zhan had donated enough, so that it can be stored away. Although he lived under the same roof as his parents, he never really talked to them and neither did they bothered to talk with him,
His brother did try but at this point Zhan had so much hatred, sadness, and bitterness in his heart that no matter how much Zane tried it was useless, even though it was the fault of his parents for poorly handling the situation at the end of the day, he couldn't make himself to like his brother.
Zane didn't really have a say in anything, and recently Zhan has even learned that his parents didn't even bother to tell Zane that he was being forced to give his blood. Zane had always thought that Zhan donated his blood willingly and just hated him because he was weak and fragile and worthless, and Zhan didn't bother to clear up that misunderstanding.
However, his parents might have grown some conscious as now they would at least give him 'gifts'. Mostly expensive things to make up for never being able to be there for him, but of course his brother still got the best, and if there was something he didn't like, that was given to Zhan.
Zhan was used to this.
He sighed as he leaned his back on his chair and stared outside the window. It was break time, and so the class was nearly empty. He sat in the empty class alone and just stared at nothing.
"Are you always this beautiful? Or today is something special?"
Zhan knew that he was alone in the classroom, so the one who was being talked to was definitely him, he looked ahead and saw someone standing over there; he didn't recognize this person, "who?" Zhan asked.
The man before him raised an eyebrow as he said, "Wow, I am offended. I am your classmate. How come you do not know my name?"
Zhan rolled his eyes and said, "Sorry for not knowing the name of irrelevant."
"Ouch, why so serious?"
"Why so annoying?" Zhan said.
The man smiled, and Zhan had to say that the man before him looked beautiful—perhaps one of the most beautiful people he had ever seen, Zhan never really paid attention to his surroundings, never bothered to glance at anyone who was not of use to him. Which was why it seemed like he missed this person.
"I literally sit in front of you, and yet you do not know my name; isn't that being ignorant?"
Zhan huffed, "Is there anything you want?"
"Yeah, your time."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you need my time?"
"To talk?"
"Why?"
"Because we are classmates."
"We are just classmates, not friends."
"We can be if we start talking."
"I don't want friends."
"Why?"
"Because... I just don't."
"Because you were betrayed, or because you never really had any friends."
It was the latter; he never really had any friends because he never liked to socialize or take the first step to talk to anyone. Besides his intimidating personality made it hard for people to approach him, but in reality, Zhan was not a bad person.
"It's none of your business."
"It is."
"Why?"
"Because I want to be your friend."
Zhan paused as he looked at Yibo. "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you want to be my friend?"
"Because you look like someone who will match my vibes."
"Don't you have any other friends?"
"I do."
"Then why would you waste time on me?"
The man huffed as he grabbed a seat before Zhan and sat before him. "I am not wasting my time; my instincts just tell me that you will be a good friend to me.
Please don't say no, I have come to talk to you after gathering a LOT of courage you have no idea how hard it was, if you insult me then my ego and pride will be shattered." The man made a puppy face.
Zhan sighed before he smiled a little. "Yeah, I will see about that."
"That means yes, right?"
"Whatever," Zhan said as he rolled his eyes.
"By the way, you were absent from the class for two days." The man said, and Zhan glanced at him before the former continued, "But don't worry, if you want, I can give you my notes and also the assignment the teacher had given. If you are unwell or something I can do the assignment for you."
Zhan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you this nice to every friend of yours?"
The man blinked and blinked before he became flustered and said, "Ah... yeah, you can say that."
"What's your name?"
"Yibo. Wang Yibo."
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