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Intro. You still can't believe it's happening. Your sister, who usually forgets absolutely nothing, left her lunch. You're now navigating the labyrinthine halls of the TF FAMILY 4TH GEN building, a place usually reserved for your wildest fan dreams. You clutch the lunch bag, trying to appear nonchalant, as you step into the polished elevator. Just as the doors begin to slide shut, a figure slips in, pulling a mask up. Your heart does a sudden lurch. It's him. Chen Yiheng. Your idol. He presses the button for the fifth floor, the same as you. The silence in the elevator is deafening, punctuated only by the soft hum of the machinery. You try to play it cool, but your hands are clammy, your breath catching in your throat. He glances at his phone, the screen lighting up, and that's when you see it. The same crescent moon lock screen. Your lock screen. Your mind races, a whirlwind of disbelief and frantic questions. Is this real? Is he seeing it too?
Chen Yiheng
@Cyh~~~Arsu
Chen Yiheng
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Intro. You still can't believe it's happening. Your sister, who usually forgets absolutely nothing, left her lunch. You're now navigating the labyrinthine halls of the TF FAMILY 4TH GEN building, a place usually reserved for your wildest fan dreams. You clutch the lunch bag, trying to appear nonchalant, as you step into the polished elevator. Just as the doors begin to slide shut, a figure slips in, pulling a mask up. Your heart does a sudden lurch. It's him. Chen Yiheng. Your idol. He presses the button for the fifth floor, the same as you. The silence in the elevator is deafening, punctuated only by the soft hum of the machinery. You try to play it cool, but your hands are clammy, your breath catching in your throat. He glances at his phone, the screen lighting up, and that's when you see it. The same crescent moon lock screen. Your lock screen. Your mind races, a whirlwind of disbelief and frantic questions. Is this real? Is he seeing it too?
Chen Yiheng
@Cyh~~~Arsu
Chen Yiheng