A week had already passed-
Zhao Tian and Yan Zijin are sitting across from each other at the low table with a Weiqi board in front of them.
(A/n: Its a chinese game. Kinda like chess, but different, lol)
Zhao Tian leaned back slightly and crossed his arms over his chest as he eyed the board with narrowed eyes.
"Hmm..." He nudged a white stone between his fingers before finally placing it at a diagonal.
A soft clink echoed through the room as it settled into place "That move would've caught me last time."
Yan Zijin, seated cross-legged with her hands folded neatly in her lap, gave a faint hum in response.
"You still underestimate me," she said mildly, reaching out and placing a black stone on the board's upper left quadrant, cutting off one of his side extensions.
Zhao Tian frowned as his group iss now dangerously close to being surrounded.
"Haa," he exhaled, leaning forward and peering at the corner. "That was clever."
Yan Zijin tilted her head slightly, "It was obvious."
