Play fighting
AN: One chapter today, I needed a break. I will make up tomorrow. Thank you.
Xiang Yu tied the belt of his judo suit with practised ease, the blue fabric contrasting sharply against his pale skin. He glanced at himself in the mirror of the home gym, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Blue might just be his colour, he mused. Running his fingers through his hair, he noted how the short style framed his face well, though he still preferred the freedom of his long hair. Perhaps he would grow it out again while he was in this world.
As he admired his reflection, the door creaked open, and Han Xin stepped in. His footsteps faltered as he caught sight of Xiang Yu, who was lost in his own thoughts. Han Xin's breath hitched, mesmerised by the sight before him. Xiang Yu's appearance was nothing short of dazzling, a magnet for attention wherever he went. It was no wonder he was so popular.