Did I... do something wrong?" Zhan asked, voice soft, a nervous edge in it. His hands fidgeted, and he glanced down at his shoes. "Am I... not... fitting? I'm sorry if I-" Yibo's eyes locked on his, intense and unwavering. "No," he said, low and measured, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "You're just driving me insane." --------- Hi, this is AoKyupi and I'm new at writting fanfiction. English is not my mother tongue , you may find so much grammatical errors but I hope you enjoy my work 😊 This is a fanfiction. Any resemblance to actual person or actual events is coincidental. None allowed to reproduced this story in any kind of forms without author's written permission. Best Regards AoKyupi
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