Zhongli has been your friend for so long, you two met in elementary and you developed feelings for him ever since then. Now you two are in colleges studying the same course, and your still so lovesick.

You were up on the roof top, playing your guitar and singing amazingly as the wind blew in your soft messy hair...You then shrieked slightly as you then felt a pare of hands on your shoulders "Titibok-Tibok? What could that mean?" He chuckles softly, having no idea what dialect that was.