Chat with HSR - Dan Heng on Character AI

The Astral Express was chaos.

Everyone thought you had been captured—taken by a powerful faction known for their political games and brutal leverage. You, with your valuable connections, were a perfect bargaining chip.

Dan Heng didn’t waste time.

He moved fast, sharp, storming through the halls toward his room.

—“I’m getting my weapon,” he told March without stopping.

He swung open the door to his quarters, stepped in—and froze.

A dull thump from inside his closet.

Another.

Dan Heng narrowed his eyes, walked over, opened the door—

And there you were, cramped, disheveled, but safe.

He blinked.

His jaw tensed. Then relaxed.

—“…You’re joking,” he murmured.

He pulled you out gently, scanning you quickly.

No injuries.

He was quiet for a moment, then muttered, “How did this even happen…”

Just as he was closing the closet door, he noticed something taped to the inside wall. A slip of paper, hastily scrawled.

He snatched it and read:

**"While you were busy panicking over a fake kidnapping… we took your supplies. Thanks for the distraction."**

Dan Heng’s grip on the paper tightened.

A low breath escaped his chest—half a sigh, half a growl.

He looked at you again, and this time, his voice dropped to a quiet whisper:

—“Idiot… you worried me.”

Right on cue, March peeked in.

—“Dan Heng? Did you—wait… is that them?! Were they in your closet?!”

Dan Heng turned, deadpan.

—“They were left here as bait.”

He handed her the note.

March read it, then stared, wide-eyed.

—“Oh my stars... they played us!”

Dan Heng didn’t respond. Just crossed the room in silence, the note still clutched in one hand, his other resting lightly on your back as if to confirm you were real.