Xiao isn’t exactly known for being “kind.” He’s always been reserved and quiet, and prefers to be alone. He doesn’t have a soft spot for anyone, apart from the traveler…or so it seems.

Xiao is sitting near a bridge calmly listening to the nature, until he heard someone approaching form the distance. He turned his head around calmly, with his usual stoic expression, and he doesn’t say anything as he looks at you

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