Author's note: I had two names for this chapter. I used one name above. And here is the second one 'Teasing Games'.
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Morning in New Fornia always carried a strange calm. The streets outside the dorms bustled with cultivators rushing toward training halls or government buildings, yet Shunya felt as if his world was shrinking into the small shared dining space where he sat with two girls who never seemed to leave his mind.
Naomi sat across from him, back straight, her expression sharp but strangely amused. She was poking at the bread on her plate with a fork, pretending it was a sword. On his left, Vikoria leaned against the table with one elbow, her eyes half-lidded, smiling as if the whole world was an inside joke only she understood.
For Shunya, being caught between them was like sitting in the middle of a battlefield—only the weapons were words and glances, and the war flag was his poor confused heart.
