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Links are NOT allowed. Format your description nicely so people can easily read them. Please use proper spacing and paragraphs.Yu Xuan is an art student. During the summer break of his second year of high school, he participated in a sketching trip to Yunnan organized by the National Academy of Arts. Upon arriving at the ancient town and checking into the inn, the teacher in charge made a mistake with the headcount. Yu Xuan and Yu Yuxuan were assigned to the same room. Even worse, once they entered, they realized there was only one bed.
Yu Xuan took the key and went to find the teacher to request a room change—be it two beds or a separate room, he refused to sleep in the same bed as a stranger.
To his dismay, the inn was fully booked; there were no rooms to swap.
The teacher laughed awkwardly and said, “You’re both boys, what are you afraid of? Just squeeze in together; don’t be so delicate.”
Back in the room, Yu Xuan and Yu Yuxuan stood before the bed in silence for a long time, ignoring each other.
Both turned their heads at the same time to speak. Yu Xuan pointed at Yu Yuxuan: “You sleep on the floor.” Yu Yuxuan pointed at Yu Xuan: “You sleep on the floor.”
Yu Xuan rolled his eyes, and Yu Yuxuan let out an absurd, cold sneer. Both thought to themselves: Sleep on the floor? Ha, impossible.
And so, that night, the air in the room was so thick with tension it could suffocate someone, as two people with sour expressions lay on the tiny bed.
After the summer break, they faced the intensity of their third (senior) year. The National Academy of Arts affiliated high school held an intensive training camp to begin preparations for the art college entrance exams. On the first day of class, Yu Xuan’s face turned black. The head teacher was followed by someone whom he introduced: “Yu Yuxuan, an undergraduate student at the Academy, admitted this year as the top-ranked student in the country. This semester, he will be your teaching assistant.”
Later, during a break, Yu Yuxuan tapped his drawing board and said indifferently: “Call me ‘Teacher’.” Yu Xuan: …Keep dreaming!
On the first day of entering the National Academy of Arts, a certain senior leaned lazily against the school gate and said to him: “Call me ‘Boyfriend’.”
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| Date | Group | Release |
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| 05/20/26 | Dragonholic Translations | c5 |
| 05/20/26 | Dragonholic Translations | c4 |
| 05/20/26 | Dragonholic Translations | c3 |
| 05/20/26 | Dragonholic Translations | c2 |
| 05/20/26 | Dragonholic Translations | c1 |


