Political Marriage

Yen found himself seated opposite Wingyu, their positions mirroring the unspoken tension that thrummed in the air between them. The room itself was an expansive haven of knowledge, a symphony of thought and introspection embodied by the numerous bookshelves that lined the walls. Yen's gaze swept across the expanse, a silent testament to his appreciation for the intellectual atmosphere that enveloped the space.

'Yeah, the part Yen liked about him is his consistent drive to study more.' The echo of memory played in Yen's mind as his eyes roved across the shelves, each one a testament to Wingyu's unceasing pursuit of knowledge. Yen's gaze, a flicker of subtle avoidance, ventured across the expanse, sidestepping the penetrating gaze that Wingyu cast upon him.

The room, its dimensions a realm of possibility, housed two couches that stood as companions in the corner. One, larger and more inviting, sat beside its smaller counterpart, a juxtaposition that seemed to mirror the relationship bet
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