If you’re to ask Wei Wuxian, he’ll say it all starts the moment he strolls into Gusu’s ninety-ninth precinct, five minutes late as usual, and is greeted by the sight of Lan Wangji wearing glasses.
(It, being the slow and life-ruining realisation that hey, just maybe, he may be slightly attracted to Lan Wangji. Just a little.)
This is simply delightful, even if you don’t know the wonderful Brooklyn Nine-Nine. I couldn’t stop smiling.