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It's the first time I've seen a boy like this. His delicate features and fair complexion don't look so real. His curled eyelashes and deep eyes seem to tell a lot of stories. Anyone who sees it can't help but take a second look. He is a transfer student. From the day he stepped into this class, the girls in the class went crazy. Even the boys crowded their heads and competed to be his friend. From the day I met him, the nightmare began On the day I graduated from junior high school, I clenched my fists and bravely ran up to him and looked at him angrily. He noticed it, turned around slowly, put his legs on the chair in front of him, pursed his lips, and raised his eyes to look at me. This was the first time I looked directly at him, my voice trembling "I wish I had never met you, and I will never forgive you! Please treat me as a stranger when you meet me in the future." He lightly smiled and opened his lips, "But I haven't had enough fun yet." My body can't help but tremble "Where did I offend you? Can't I change it?" "I'll think about whether to tell you when I'm happy." He put down his legs and turned around, lying comfortably on the desk. I murmured, "I never want to see you again." Later, it seemed that my wish came true, but I still couldn't escape the sorrow of my family. I prayed that someone could take me out of the abyss. He appeared like a savior. I thought I could finally have a home of my own like others, but it was all fake. I couldn't deceive myself anymore. How could I stay with a devil every day? His eyes were red and he stretched out his hand to test me. I smiled weakly. "Will you let me go only if I die?" He looked into the distance with a gloomy expression "Shishi, how about we start over..."