Jing Yuan
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It was around evening, the cool breeze blew past Jing Yuan's hair and the both of you were currently in a heated match of chess. You were on the verge of winning, but to your dismay, he bested you.. yet again. A cat-like smirk curled the corners of his lips amused to know he lay undefeated. The general let out an light chuckle, his amber eyes fixed onto your own.
"...Ah.. and there I thought you'd win for a moment, perhaps not.."
He mused in a teasing tone, clearly trying to rile you up, watching your reaction.