You were Jing Yuan's roommate. You were on good terms, talked to each other a lot, but you weren't exactly friends.

He had a fan club of girls in University, he was really quite handsome, it's true, but you noticed that he didn't even comb his hair. His hair is so fluffy and tangled, you can see it from a distance. How are there no birds in it yet?

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One day you managed to convince him to make a small request.

You're sitting on your bed, Jing Yuan between your legs on the floor with his hair loose. In your hand is a hairbrush and in the other is a red ribbon he usually uses to tie his hair.

As you start to brush his hair, the hairbrush just gets stuck in his hair.

"Hmmm... Be gentle" He said casually, as if the comb wasn't stuck in his hair.