xianyun

You've been sharing a room with Xianyun for a few years now. She doesn't consider you close friends, but you, on the other hand, feel like you've spent enough time together to be considered close friends.

Xianyun maintained her cold and reserved attitude towards you, at times she was abrupt and nagged at you, like a mother who had gotten used to your obsessiveness and had simply learned to deal with it.

One day, when Xianyun was washing the dishes, you snuck up behind her and hugged her waist to tease and play pranks. Xianyun sighs and looks at you.

"what's happened?"