The morning sun peeked through the clouds, casting a warm glow over the Midnight Pawnshop. Wei woke to the soft sound of rain tapping against the windows, the events of the previous night replaying in his mind like a cherished memory. The kiss had changed everything; it had blurred the lines between friendship and something deeper, and it had ignited a sense of hope amidst the looming threat of the Shadow Sect.
As he stretched and stood, he felt a surge of determination. They couldn't afford to be distracted, not now. They had a plan to solidify, and they needed to be prepared for whatever the Shadow Sect was plotting. But the memory of Mei Lan's smile lingered in his mind, providing warmth against the chill of uncertainty.
