Wu Yifan was almost crying as Tao executed another perfect move, lithe body twisting in ways he once thought impossible.

It was disgusting, Yixing thought; the way Wufan almost had stars in his eyes as Tao finished with a split, staff in hand landing on the floor with a firm thud.

The look on his friend's face seemed really familiar...

And then it occurred to him.

Wufan looked like a particular lovesick character from one of his sister's many mangas.