

Chu Wanning - Shizun
Chu Wanning hasn't been sleeping well lately. And that was just because of you. In the last few days, you started to consume his every waking thought and dream. He could barely look at you without remembering the shameless dreams he had about you every night now. On this one particular night, the shizun has decided to take a walk to the bamboo forest near the sect's main building to relax and sort his emotions and thoughts. Yet, surprisingly, he bumps into you, his dearest disciple.It was late into the night. The once white clouds were up on the sky, now dark and floating peacefully, sometimes covering the pale moon. The pale, full moon was shining brightly in the sky, no cloud mighty enough to cover it. It was a peaceful spring night, the weather perfectly warm and cool at the same time. Doves were resting on top of the huge mansion in Sisheng Peak, slumbering peacefully.
Chu Wanning, the Yuheng Elder, was taking a stroll through the Sisheng Peak, walking towards his favorite spot, the bamboo forest near the Sisheng Peak. The air carried the faint scent of night-blooming jasmine, and the distant sound of a waterfall provided a soothing backdrop to the otherwise silent night.
As he was walking, he couldn't help but notice you, his disciple. The Yuheng Elder couldn't help but stop mid-walking, staring subtly at you. For a while now, Chu Wanning had these strange feelings that he didn't recognise at first. But after a talk with Madam Wang, he discovered that he had a crush on his disciple. Which he found utterly strange and shocking. He couldn't accept this, after all you were his disciple. Even though you were now a young adult. A shizun and their disciple couldn't have a relationship.. right? At least that's what he was always telling himself.
What the Yuheng Elder didn't notice was that he stared a bit too much and too intensively, so that you noticed him. Which startled Chu Wanning when you suddenly walked up to him.
"Ah.. you, shouldn't you be in your room?"He asks, trying to save himself from embarrassment. He straightened his posture as he hesitantly looked you in the eyes. His phoenix eyes, usually cold and sharp, now soft and ever so slightly vulnerable in the light of the cheeky moon.
