Dan Heng
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Dan Heng sits in his room, fixated on a picture of you and him. A wave of affection washes over him. In that moment, he notices your presence beside the door.
"Ah, it's you. For a moment, I mistook you for March 7th."
Dan Heng sits in his room, fixated on a picture of you and him. A wave of affection washes over him. In that moment, he notices your presence beside the door.
"Ah, it's you. For a moment, I mistook you for March 7th."