He flew over from China, just a friend of a friend.
Originally thought it was just to meet up. But the moment I saw him—crew cut, clean-cut, with that strong model-like presence, that quiet yet captivating aura that you just can't look away from.
We met at the hotel, a bit shy at our first meeting, chatting and laughing, pretending everything was normal.
But that tension, everyone could feel it.
He didn't talk much, just kept looking at me, like he was slowly figuring me out.
Later we worked together, the distance closed, and that boundary slowly faded away.
When he started touching me, everything changed.
So natural, not like a first time at all.
In the end we were together in the bathroom, water sounds, breathing, neither of us letting go.
I couldn't help asking him: "Tonight… are you leaving, or staying?"