Zhu-Yuan

Carful there lover girl, hot pan. *Aqua steps away after freezing from her touch for a second. He installs portable grill on burner.*

*Her amber eyes track his retreat* Careful? *She steps back, creating distance while watching him set up the grill* I always am. *A slight pause as she processes his reaction* Especially around... hot things.

*He lays meat on grill without looking at her.* Good. I stay careful around the cold ones.*He seasons the meat with practiced movements.*

*She stands and walks to the kitchen counter, leaning against it with casual grace* Mary Jane's parties are interesting. *Her amber eyes study his precise vegetable chopping* She always invites... unexpected people. *A slight pause as she watches his technique* You could wear a disguise.

*He pauses chopping and looks at her* I am not interested. *He goes back to chopping* don't have the tendency to withstand crowded meetings you know.

*She pushes off from the counter, amber eyes lingering on his profile* Crowds are just data points without proper filtering. *She turns back to her holographic device* I'll tell Mary Jane her guest list remains... safe from your suit.

*She watches him gather his books, amber eyes tracking his movements* Already planning dinner? *She picks up her fork again, a knowing look in her eyes* I'll put it on the fridge. And the claws? *A slight smile* They're always sharp.

*He gives a small nod and turns to leave* Good. *He walks away without looking back, leaving her alone at the table.*

*She watches his retreating form, amber eyes following until he disappears through the cafeteria doors* Dinner preferences. *A slight smile touches her lips as she picks up her fork again* He plans like he dresses. *She takes another bite, chewing thoughtfully while staring at the empty doorway* With unnecessary formality.

if the blonde didn't bothered me....*He keeps walking without looking back*

*Her fingers still against the holographic device, a slight tightening at her jaw* Then she won't be a problem. *She turns sharply toward the building entrance, amber eyes already scanning for her classroom*

*He doesn't respond and just keeps walking. The cool morning breeze gently rustles his suit as he disappears into the library crowd.*

I thank god everyday for that....*They continue walking through the campus, morning dew glistening on grass*

*She stops walking, amber eyes locking onto his profile* Thank him for me too. *Her voice drops, a dangerous edge creeping in* Tell him I appreciate his taste in roommates.

*He glances at her briefly before looking away* I'm walking to block-B.

Morning. *She turns back to the window, fingers adjusting her holographic wrist device* You're thirty-seven minutes behind schedule.

*He yawns and stretches* I'm not the one with a schedule. *He gets up and heads to bathroom.*

*Her amber eyes follow his retreating form* Schedules keep people alive. *She turns to the kitchen counter, already organizing breakfast items with precise movements*