WinYang School

@Dong Sicheng Yangyang rolled his eyes when Sicheng was actually shut up by a few words. He still needed to enact his revenge on the older, but for now and for the next few weeks, Yangyang needed to calm down and recollect himself. Sicheng's rejection meant nothing, he told himself. When the buzzer rang, Yangyang kept his eyes on the next person approaching his table, rather than watch Sicheng leave. He hated how bothered he felt. He had been so kind to Sicheng for the past few weeks, and he was repaid with scorn. him. Yangyang focused on his last partner—a fellow freshman named Lee Donghyuk, who was petite and friendly.

Once the last round of the meet-and-greet was over, it was time for the rose giving. In true Bachelor style, Yangyang figured only half of them should have roses, but Dejun's crush's friend, who was apparently club leader, had the stupid idea to give /everyone/ roses. Although he wasn't interested in Donghyuk at all, Yangyang figured he would give his rose to him, since he was the only one Yangyang could hold a somewhat decent conversation with. If Sicheng hadn't pissed him off so much, especially since the last tutorial section, Yangyang would've graced Sicheng with his attention instead.

@Liu Yangyang As a person, Sicheng was unbothered by most things. He lived life without thinking too much into what other people thought or said. As an actor, he was high strung when it came to comments about his appearance or voice. After all, he relied on those things to make it big. Yangyang's jab at his voice made him feel rather uncomfortable, but Sicheng didn't want to play into the younger's web of trickery. He'd ultimately regret trying to make conversation with Yangyang, whether the younger actually liked him or not. Sicheng sighed as he leaned back in his seat, staring at the rose in Yangyang's hand. He wasn't sure if he should feel nervous of the guy who would ultimately win that rose that night, or if he should feel something else entirely.

@Dong Sicheng Was Sicheng actually trying to speak to him? Yangyang's scowl deepened. He didn't want Sicheng to think he was desperate enough to look for a partner at a speed dating event, but he didn't want Sicheng to know about Dejun's plan, either, in case he tried to ruin it out of spite. "What's it to you?" he snapped, crossing his arms and looking to the side. Sicheng really had the nerve after he said such hateful things to Yangyang, who poured his heart out to him. Granted, it was pretend, but Sicheng had been ruthless. "Just be quiet. I don't want to hear your ugly voice."

@Liu Yangyang How Joohyuk had oh-so conveniently forgotten to mention that the actual speed dating activity would require them to be separated was beyond Sicheng. He was ushered towards the middle floor where tables had been set up for two individuals to sit across from each other. Little did he know it then, but the conversations were only going to get a whole lot more uncomfortable as he was lined up to begin the rotations. As the MC for the evening began the rotations timer, Sicheng found himself meeting new people who were all too eager to exchange contact information with him. His gaze kept wandering though, wondering why Joohyuk had ended up somewhere halfway across the room from him. As he was moved from table to table listlessly, he suddenly sat down in front of a very familiar face. It made his heart drop.

Yangyang was sitting right across from him. Sicheng's first thought was to think that this was yet another one of the younger's tricks where he'd be up to no good to make a fool out of him again. But then, the confession (if that's what it could be called) from yesterday also played itself in Sicheng's mind once more. He was at a loss for words, but it seemed Yangyang was too. Were they expected to sit here for ten minutes in silence then? For once, Sicheng cleared his throat and asked first, "Didn't expect to see you here. Are you having any luck?"

@Dong Sicheng Who did Sicheng think he was, anyway? Yangyang kept an eye on him as he milled about, but there was no way he was going to approach Sicheng first. Soon, the actual Speed Date itself started, and Yangyang was placed on the stationary side of the table while Sicheng was placed on the rotating side. That meant eventually, they would be seated together. Knowing this, Yangyang didn't have it in him to get to know his partners, keeping his conversations quite dry. He needed to save his breath to rip into Sicheng if he dared even look at him the wrong way. Partner after partner they rotated, until Sicheng was finally sitting in the chair in front of Yangyang. Yangyang shot him a glare, then looked down at his lap to play with the plastic rose he was assigned. He had all these words prepared, but all of a sudden, none of them wanted to come out.

@Liu Yangyang This type of social gathering attracted many types of people, and they were all very attractive in their own ways. Objectively, there wasn't an ugly person in the mix to Sicheng. But, he didn't feel any sort of special connection with any of the people he had been trying to make conversation with. And while he was kind enough to politely reject the people who asked to exchange contact information with him, his disengagement didn't seem to deter other new people from trying to approach him. Sicheng didn't consider himself to be extremely handsome or anything, and was here mainly to support Joohyuk, but as more people started showing up to the mixer, and there seemed to be no sign of the guy that Joohyuk was looking for, Sicheng got more antsy. As he fielded a few general questions from the man named Yuta about his theater major, Sicheng glanced around, absentmindedly replaying the confession that Yangyang had given him yesterday. Weird as it was, love and hate seemed to be emotions that could easily be confused for each other. When he thought about the huffy tone in Yangyang's voice, coupled with the way the younger had stormed off, a part of Sicheng wondered what he would do if he and Yangyang had met in different circumstances. If they were to come across each other at a speed dating night like this, would his heart still make that same fluttery beat like yesterday?

@Dong Sicheng "Easy," Yangyang said, even though the last thing he wanted to do was talk to Sicheng at the time. Yet, he wasn't pleased that Sicheng was actually talking to others at the mixer. "Don't worry," he said to Dejun. "I got this. You focus on that man." He didn't exactly agree that Dejun wanted to go after Dong Sicheng's friend, because any friend of Dong Sicheng was bound to be an , too. "Go talk to him before the speed dating event starts, or someone else will catch his eye," Yangyang said. In the meantime, he lingered close to Dong Sicheng, picking up a drink from the refreshment table and striking up a conversation with another freshman he vaguely knew from Mandarin class.

@Liu Yangyang Sicheng didn't think much of the mixer, since he wasn't the one trying to score that night anyways. All he knew was that Joohyuk wanted him to stick around close so that if there were any girls who approached them, it'd be easier to help each other out of the situation when Joohyuk 'inevitably' had to help Sicheng with a problem. Clearly, they were only here for one person, but Sicheng didn't know exactly who it was. So, the best he could do was try to be cordial and calm his nerves as Joohyuk talked his way through the bumbling crowd. At some point, Joohyuk had pushed him forward to have a conversation with two men who seemed interested in chatting, so Sicheng awkwardly made conversation with them, doing more listening than talking.

Dejun, on the other hand, had eyes as sharp as a hawk. Only minutes after entering the building, he had already located Joohyuk's tall stature amongst the rest of the crowd, and Dejun didn't want to waste a moment to get over to Joohyuk's side so that things could move forward between them. The only problem was, Joohyuk was nearby to none other that Dong Sicheng himself! How was Dejun going to make his move when Dong Sicheng was known to ruin all the good things for himself and Yangyang? There could only be one plan of attack, so Dejun pulled Yangyang in by his arm, and pointed a finger to Joohyuk, "That's the guy," he whispered to his friend, "But...he and that Dong Sicheng guy are always walking near each other...we have to separate them somehow!"

@Dong Sicheng Joohyuk couldn't hold back his excitement. "You're the best," he said, reaching over the desk to ruffle Sicheng's hair affectionately. "Alright, alright. You can leave as soon as I get him. But you're welcome to stay too, you know," Joohyuk said with a shrug. "Who knows? Maybe you'll meet your special someone there." In the four years he had known Sicheng, the younger was always so immersed in his studies that he never showed anyone interest. "Now tell me what Yangyang did again."

"Oh!" Yangyang stood up in his seat, his chair scraping back and attracting the attention of the patrons in the cafe. "Yes! If anyone looks in that guy's direction, I'm gonna harass them or seduce them out of the way! That guy belongs to you, I promise." The rest of the evening was spent picking their outfits for the speed dating event, which was the light activity Yangyang needed rather than venting about that prick Dong Sicheng. He helped Dejun curate the perfectly coy and attractive outfit for his moment, and the next night after dinner together in the dining hall, they were off.

The social night was as Yangyang expected — bustling and full, with lots of attractive young men and women. The only thing he did not expect was to see Dong Sicheng there, conversing with two other men. Yangyang scowled, gripping Dejun's arm. "That stupid motherer is here. I'm going to have to keep an eye on him... to make sure he doesn't ruin your night."

@Liu Yangyang Office hours just needed to be over today. Sicheng sat in his chair and turned towards the door, praying with all his heart to the heavens above that no one else would walk into the room asking for his help today. He could barely help himself at this point, so helping others was even more beyond his mental capacity. Only when Joohyuk came did he groan in relief and push out a chair for his friend to take. It was rare for Joohyuk to look so antsy, so all the worries of Yangyang flew out of his mind as he listened to his friend's request. "You need me to come to your mixer?" he asked, "You can't do speed dating on your own?" Sicheng asked, a little confused. He was never the type to go to these social settings since Joohyuk, of all people, knew just how anxious he could get when he was with large crowds. However, seeing the hopeful look in his friend's eyes, Sicheng found himself nodding his head in agreement. Clearly Joohyuk needed him, so what kind of friend would he be if he didn't support his friend during his time of need, no matter how uncomfortable it sounded to Sicheng. "I'll go for you, but the moment...you get your guy, or whatever, I'm going to leave. Got it? You can't make me stay there by myself." he warned the older.

Dejun had successfully gotten his friend to agree to coming, but of course, explaining the actual situation was a little unusual. "No...he didn't ask me out...yet!" He took a deep breath and pulled out his phone, showing the phone number that he'd gotten today from the handsome guy. "He asked me to go to a speed dating event. And he said he'll be there...that means I /have/ to shoot my shot right?" he asked. "When we go, I just want to make sure no one else is staring at him! Since he asked me to go...I'm going to make sure all of his attention is on me tomorrow night! And you'll help me, right bro?"

@Dong Sicheng "See you," Joohyuk said, not hiding how his eyes followed Dejun all the way across the street, until Dejun entered the student centre building. He continued to Sicheng's office himself, a dreamy smile on his face the entire time. "Hey," he said, sinking into the seat across from Sicheng. "Before you tell me about what that guy did, can I ask you a favour?" he said. Without giving Sicheng a chance to respond, Joohyuk continued, "So I asked out that guy... I mean, I didn't ask him directly but I invited him to Jisoo's mixer night. And I'm... I need your help. Can you please, please come with me?"

Yangyang opened his arms for Dejun instinctively, despite his bad mood. As much as he wanted to vent and yell his frustrations about Sicheng, he was always happy to hear Dejun out first, especially since he rarely got excited over a man like this, if ever. Dejun had helped him out so many times, so it was only right Yangyang step up for his friend when he needed to. "Of course I'll help," he said. "Where? Did he ask you to dinner? Do you want me to sit at a table nearby in case he gets weird?"

@Liu Yangyang Dejun thought that fate must be on his side as he began to walk away from Joohyuk, breaking out into a grin all too soon. Gosh, the moment he looked up and saw Joohyuk's face full on, Dejun's heart had stuttered again. What a breath-takingly handsome guy. It wasn't every day that someone would catch his eye. And when they did? It was even more unlikely that they'd make the first move, showing a sign of interest. Suddenly, he was called back. /"Hm, what a sensible cutie,"/ Dejun thought to himself, /"He even offered up his own name first."/ After engraining Joohyuk's name into his head, Dejun swallowed and tried to say in his coolest, most nonchalant voice, "You can call me Dejun," he said, "Or if that's too hard...Xiao Jun is fine too." Waving a hand in the air, he tried to be cool as he said, "I'll see you there then."

Of course, Dejun was NOT going to a Speed Dating event alone. Yangyang /had/ to come with him! "Yangyang!" he squealed as he threw himself against his friend when they met up at the cafe, "Big emergency! I know you have to deal with that stupid Dong Sicheng, but I also need you to clear up your schedule tomorrow night! There's a hottie on campus who I /need/ to snag there!"

@Dong Sicheng Joohyuk's grin widened when the younger boy accepted. He called him back immediately, hoping his interest was clear through his eagerness. "Yeah, I'm going to be there," he reassured the younger. "I'm helping my friend run the Speed Dating rounds, but... I might join in," he said, leaving out an unsaid 'If you come'. Once Dejun had his number, Joohyuk almost turned to leave, since he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold himself together in front of such a beautiful boy, but he remembered last minute to ask, "I don't think I got your name. I'm Joohyuk. Nam Joohyuk."

@Liu Yangyang Seeing just how shallow Yangyang's "like" towards him was, Sicheng knew better than to trust Yangyang. Once the younger stormed off, he returned to the office and texted Joohyuk about his crazy prediction actually coming true. His friend had offered to come see him, so instead of just ending office hours early, he sat there, waiting. As he had some time to collect the scattered thoughts in his mind, a sudden part of him wondered what it'd be like...if he actually did like Yangyang? Right, right, that was ridiculous.

Xiao Dejun was a loyal friend. So, when he heard that Yangyang wanted to meet up, he was heading over to their usual cafe. He had even decided to do a mobile order of Yangyang's new favorite drink, a caramel macchiato, so that they could just sit down when they got to the cafe, and get down to business. He didn't expect to hear a deep voice right in front of him, stopping him in his tracks as he looked up at his phone. His eyes widened as he saw a very familiar face! This was the hottie that always hung around the stupid headache named Dong Sicheng. "Ahm, yeah..." he said, a little taken aback that someone so breathtakingly handsome was suddenly talking to him, even asking him to go somewhere. Sure, it wasn't like a one on one situation, but Dejun just had to ask, "Are you going to be there?" That had to be just about the most desperate thing he could say in response, but he only held his phone out for Joohyuk to put his number in once he confirmed his own attendance. "I'll call you, so you have my number," Dejun said, a blush creeping onto his face.

@Dong Sicheng Yangyang thought his 'confession' would give Sicheng the courage to at least say 'Me too', or something along those lines, but instead, the stupid motherer doubled down on it. " you too, then," Yangyang said, for once not having the patience to argue with Sicheng until the older broke down. How dare a low-life like Sicheng even think to turn him down? Yangyang was the best Sicheng was ever going to get. "I hope Kim Minjeong gives you herpes."

It seemed like Sicheng was having another Yangyang-disaster. Since Joohyuk was free, he made his way across campus to Sicheng's office, where he was currently holding office hours, but a bright blond head caught his attention as he was crossing the street. He didn't hesitate to chase after him, even if he had no idea what to say, even if Sicheng was waiting for him. "Hey," he called out, jogging up to the freshman. It was definitely him, with the pretty big eyes and milky white skin. "Hey, you're Yangyang's friend, right? We met at Banana Cafe." Maybe 'met' was the wrong word, but even with the young freshman's fiery attitude, Joohyuk hadn't been able to stop thinking about him, at all. He knew he was hopeless, but he continued, coming up with the script on the spot, "You know... My friend's club is hosting a Campus Speed Date tomorrow night. You look like the kind of person he'd want at the social. If you're interested, I'll text you the details."

@Liu Yangyang "You like me?" Sicheng repeated, his face and body frozen over with shock. It couldn't be that Joohyuk had actually been right on the money about why Yangyang had been pestering him all along. "That's not possible." Sicheng answered, his face scrunching up as he saw how Yangyang was saying this so brazenly to him after everything that he had put Sicheng through. "You put itch powder in my costume, burned my script, and you have done everything in your power to make my life as your TA a living hell. How could you possibly call that liking me?" he asked. He shook his head, "That's just not possible." The more he thought about it, the more he had to smile and laugh it off. This was just absurd, and his brain was struggling hard to process this overwhelming yet unwarranted confession.

@Dong Sicheng Yangyang stopped in his tracks, then stomped back to where Sicheng was standing. "I like you," he said. Of course, he did not /actually/ like Sicheng, but he had to get Sicheng to feel a little less shy about opening up his repressed feelings. "Dong Sicheng, I like you. Don't you like me? Why would I ever poison your coffee? You know, it hurts me that you would think that way of me." Yangyang steeled his expression, the muscles in his face tense as he attempted to squeeze a few tears out for dramatic effect.

@Liu Yangyang There really was some doubt in Sicheng's mind about the coffee Yangyang bought him, all the way up to the moment when the other took a sip to prove otherwise. In the back of his mind, Sicheng had even panicked a little that Yangyang was going to try and make him drink from the same cup. It was a little off-putting, and Sicheng really didn't think he was unreasonable, but it was like night and day. Yangyang had gone from his worst enemy to his most devoted fan. Sicheng just didn't understand why, and even Joohyuk seemed baffled by the sudden change in approaches. Getting up to follow Yangyang, Sicheng called out, "Why are you suddenly doing all this?" he asked. He had to get to the bottom of this, or else it'd continue to confuse him further, as if he didn't have enough things on his mind already.

@Dong Sicheng Yangyang watched Minjeong go with a cold glare, as if telling her to know her place. Who did she think she was, interrupting his plans so brazenly? There was a sore ache in Yangyang’s chest when Sicheng refused to drink his coffee, and the ache turned into a stinging pain when he was /accused/ to drugging the drink. Yangyang could do a lot of things, but he wouldn’t go so far as to /poison/ Sicheng. “You’re such a scumbag,” Yangyang spat, reaching past Sicheng to pick up the coffee. He gave it a swirl in the cup to mix the contents before taking a large gulp, then whipped the rest of it into the trash can to join Minjeong’s. “Happy? I hope Kim Minjeong poisons you one day. That’ll show you.” With that, Yangyang stalked right back out of the office, too angry to even bother Sicheng with his carefully thought out questions from the reading.

@Liu Yangyang Sicheng didn't think he was playing at anything. He was too old to be dealing with a freshman's antics, and Yangyang was just much too unpredictable to try and work around. "I don't understand why you feel that I'm obligated to drink your coffee," Sicheng said, deliberately stopping and turning his head to look at Yangyang, a blank expression on his face. It lasted for only about three seconds before Yangyang decided to sabotage Minjeong by throwing her drink straight into the trash. Upset, Minjeong shot up from her seat, "What are you doing! I got that for Sicheng-sunbae!" she cried out.

Sicheng didn't want to involve Minjeong in what was already an unstable situation. "Minjeong-ssi, let's finish our session here today. Thank you for your coffee," he said, "You can drop by my office hours next time, okay?" He waited until she obediently collected her things, bid him goodbye, and stormed past Yangyang with a glare. Then, he turned his attention back to this fussy freshman, "Why do you want me to drink this coffee? What did you put in it?" he asked bluntly.

@Dong Sicheng Although Sicheng never drank from the coffees Yangyang brought him, Yangyang persisted. One day, Sicheng would give in. And until then, Yangyang would keep trying. He never thought Kim Minjeong would be an issue, but he had clearly overlooked that meek, quiet girl. Yangyang's jaw clenched, and slammed his cup down in front of Sicheng. "Dong Sicheng, what are you playing at? You won't drink mine but you'll drink this 's coffee? You're despicable." Before either Sicheng or Minjeong could speak, Yangyang snatched up the first cup of coffee and threw it directly in the trashbin, coffee and all. "You're thirsty? Drink the one I bought for you."

@Liu Yangyang Sicheng was, safe to say, very confused by the sudden change of Yangyang's character. It was almost as if he was being gaslit into believing that the past few months had been nothing but a fever dream. When Yangyang dropped by with coffees the first few days, Sicheng had not dared to take a sip. If his briefs had been sprinkled with itching powder, then what was stopping Yangyang from lacing his coffee with laxatives or some other illegal substances? He also found it rather unsettling how Yangyang's questions had become exponentially more intelligent, as if he was just showing Sicheng his true colors now, of just how powerful his brain was. A few tutorials later, Sicheng and Minjeong were working on her penmanship to get the basic characters written correctly for the written test. Sicheng didn't notice Yangyang behind him until another cup of coffee was slammed in front of him. He looked up, the look on his face unamused as he answered, "I didn't buy this. Minjeong-ssi brought this for me."

@Dong Sicheng Now that Yangyang had gotten even with Sicheng, he could deal with the other pressing issue, which was /true/ revenge. If Sicheng claimed he wasn't interested, then Yangyang would make him interested. He paid special attention to Sicheng, and he thought of real questions about the class material before showing up to Sicheng's tutorial, along with a caramel macchiato in hand for Sicheng each time. It was a failsafe plan, or so he thought, until he showed up to office hours one day, and Sicheng already had a drink in front of him. Ignoring Kim Minjeong, Yangyang marched up to Sicheng and demanded, "Why did you buy a drink? You know I'm going to bring one for you."

@Liu Yangyang Sicheng grasped at thin air helplessly as yet another page of the script was burnt. "Liu Yangyang!" he exclaimed, his brows furrowing, "You said you wanted to hear the truth. Give it back!" he called after the younger, chasing after him to grab the script back. However, when Yangyang flashed the lighter in his face again, Sicheng could only back off. "Don't burn the rest of the pages," he told the younger, his mind already in turmoil as he thought about how he should report this situation to Kun. It just didn't make sense - why would Yangyang ask him such a stupid question and then burn his paper just because Sicheng wasn't feeding into that inflated ego of his?

The next few days, Sicheng was practically buried in work. He had to start writing the script from scratch. There was no way that the original script could be salvageable, given how much Yangyang had burned of it. Kun didn't really believe Sicheng when he first broke the news to him, but since they were not slated to have another meeting until next week, he could only watch as Sicheng came to the club building every day in between classes and his other obligations so that he could draft up a new skit in time for the biggest Spring performance of the year.

@Dong Sicheng Yangyang was not expecting that answer at all. He was so sure Dejun was right, and that Sicheng was doing all this because he had a crush on Yangyang. No, there was no way Dejun could be wrong. Dejun was extremely smart, smarter than this idiot before Yangyang, and the only plausible explanation is that Sicheng was the one who was wrong. Worst, Yangyang's stomach was flipping around violently. For some reason, he desperately wanted to hear Sicheng say 'Yes'. "You're such a bad liar," Yangyang said before he lit up the page he had pulled out, letting it drift to the floor as it broke apart into ashes. "We're even now. I'll see you around."

@Liu Yangyang Sicheng didn't even know he had been holding his breath. All he did know was that when Yangyang lowered the lighter, he had felt his heart beat slightly normally again before it sunk once more as he heard the tearing sound of yet another piece of his script.

"Answer me honestly. Do you have a crush on me?"

Sicheng couldn't believe that the question had actually come from Yangyang's mouth. It was just as though Joohyuk had predicted it for him - had all of this been because of a stupid crush? Sicheng eyed the flame that threatened to the edge of his papers, and he held a hand out, as if he were a bull-tamer trying to control an enraged bull from charging at him. "I just have to be honest? That's all you're asking for, right?" he asked, taking a deep breath, "No. I don't. Now please give it back."

@Dong Sicheng Sicheng was right. He was in deep water with Sicheng specifically, who controlled half the theatre club, so Yangyang couldn't just burn up all his ammo first. Slowly, he lowered the lighter, but he was quick to stuff the last half of the script into his bag. "Excellent idea. I think I'll hold on to this," Yangyang said, his eyes giving Sicheng a warning glare that if he dared put a toe out of line, the script was going to get it. As an afterthought, Yangyang pulled out one more page of the script and held the lighter beneath it again. There was something he had to confirm, before he fully committed to going down this path. "Answer me honestly. Do you have a crush on me?"

@Liu Yangyang Sicheng's heart was dropping into his stomach with each page that was being burned. How was he supposed to explain this to Kun, who had been safekeeping the script from three years ago after the senior who wrote it had passed it along to them and then graduated? His heart felt like it was being shredded and his insides twisted and turned a he heard the sound of ripping paper and the click-clack sound of the lighter being lit. "Don't...you...dare," Sicheng warned Yangyang, though his voice came out rather shakily. "Liu Yangyang, you're already in deep water with the theater club. Give it back, don't make things any worse for yourself," Sicheng tried to remind the younger in a level-headed fashion, though he was internally screaming, kicking, and crying on the inside.

@Dong Sicheng When Sicheng suddenly leapt toward him, Yangyang dodged him easily, split the stapled pages by two, and set fire to one half. "Behave," he warned with narrowed eyes that lightened up in an instant after his warning. "You're being difficult, and it's pissing me off. You should kneel on the ground and apologize to me, or I'm going to burn the rest of this." Yangyang waved the last half of the script, and switched on the lighter again, dangling the papers close to the flickering flame. "Dong Sicheng, don't push me. You're not going to like it."

@Liu Yangyang Sicheng still didn't get why Yangyang was trying to be petty over something that was his own undoing. He was the one who admitted he didn't attend club meetings, hence he was not going to receive credit for other people's hard work. Sicheng didn't get a chance to reiterate that though, as he was much too shocked at the younger's next action that his jaw dropped, his eyes widened, and he threw he his hand out like he was Lan Wangji trying to save Wei Wuxian from falling off a cliff as he watched the first page of his script turn to a pile of ashes before him. "No!" Sicheng cried out loudly, lunging at Yangyang to get the rest of the pages back, "You're insane! Give me those back, NOW." he demanded, "Liu Yangyang, I've had enough of your antics!"