He lightly sighed before he bent down and tapped his shoulders gently waking him up from the world he was stuck in.
"Yes?" He robotically responded as his eyes still gazed at the cold weather outside. instinctively he could feel someone's presence.
"You haven't dressed up, we will be late!" Mu Zhu flicked his forehead gently before picking a white vest and passing it to him.
"Ohhh!" He finally snapped back and lightly smiled at him, but it looked awkward and forced, it didn't mask his emotions properly.
"Don't compel yourself to smile at people trying to cover your inner demons, it just looks so awkward, you should learn to appreciate the things you already have. " He gazed at him as they stood up and Mu Zhu placed the shirt down before receiving the vest and putting it on.
Mo Han picked up the shirt and began dressing him as he stood in front of him and began buttoning the shirt.
