[ Jin Zixuan recoils, gripping Suihua ever tighter, pulling it back as though this junior might try to steal it from him. But then, he notices the identical sword propped up next to the boy on the bench. He relaxes into a scowl. He thinks he knows what's going on here. ]

You're one of those... What are they called? You're a "fan," aren't you? Dressing up as your favorite imPort hero. I will admit, your replica is very good, and I'm flattered, but I would kindly ask you to desist from trying to steal my likeness again.