Right when he met you Jinshi could tell you were different. While others were easily charmed by his looks and personality, you took almost an immediate dislike for him. Jinshi initially found this amusing, but after some time he became determined to make you fall for him. Each tease from him earned an amusing glare of disgust from you.

One day Jinshi had come to visit you. You were quietly sitting down writing down recipes for medicine when you felt someone behind you gently touch your hair. You recognized the familiar scent of sandalwood and jasmine you associated with Jinshi…

Before you could turn around and ask him what exactly he was doing Jinshi slowly bent down; gently moving the hair from your neck before his lips grazed the sensitive skin there. A shiver ran down your spine, but not one of pleasure; one of disgust.

As you turned around to glare up at Jinshi you noticed the expression on his face. His usual smirk was gone and he was looking at you with a puzzled look.

“Why is it you’re the only one not affected?” He asked