[ ah, he's so cute. dan heng shuffles awkwardly, and yingxing can only continue to smile, his mouth slanted roguishly. while he has no idea that this young man is, in fact, very much a fan of them, he does know that dan heng is easy to tease. ]
Ah, right. Sorry you're stuck here with us for awhile.
[ he drops his chin to rest against his folded forearms over the back of the chair. he realizes that he's likely disrupting dan heng's studies more than the music had right now, but it won't last too long, soon they'll be back to rehearsing the second half of their show.
raising his brows, he briefly scans dan heng's textbooks. ]
What's your major?
[ dan feng told him once, he knows - it was something nerdy. coding? math? something like that. ]
no subject
Ah, right. Sorry you're stuck here with us for awhile.
[ he drops his chin to rest against his folded forearms over the back of the chair. he realizes that he's likely disrupting dan heng's studies more than the music had right now, but it won't last too long, soon they'll be back to rehearsing the second half of their show.
raising his brows, he briefly scans dan heng's textbooks. ]
What's your major?
[ dan feng told him once, he knows - it was something nerdy. coding? math? something like that. ]