Begrudgingly, the one who was Yihao's size took off to get them, shoulders slumped and clearly embarrassed. The ringleader glared at Yihao, who tried his best to merge into Chenglei for protection. There was a silent promise there that he would get back at him. God, it sucked.

"You're the one who wants to see him naked. Faggots."

Yihao soon found his clothes thrust into his arms and he let go of Chenglei. Finally. He bowed, unsure what else to do and looked at Chenglei with relief. "It's okay, I have them now. Thank you."