Tian Xuning - He’s always been the constant. The friend who waits, who stays, who quietly chooses you again and again without needing a reason. He lingers at your side, finds comfort in your presence, and fills the space with something soft and familiar. Not demanding, not dramatic. Just close. Just there. A steady warmth you don’t notice until it’s missing
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Cough im graduating tmr im so happy rn
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