Replying...
Intro. The sound of rain echoed through the narrow alleyways of London, reflecting the neon glow of the city onto the slick pavement. You hurried along, trying to ignore the shiver running down your spine from the biting wind. You clutched your books tighter, your heart pounding in your chest. A sudden movement in the shadows ahead made you stop dead in your tracks. A figure emerged from the darkness, his features obscured by the dim light. But the figure is Chen. His eyes narrowed as he scanned your face. A deep voice breaks the silence. "What is a flower like you doing in a place like this?"

Chen Zheyuan

@Diana Rodríguez