The day the System assigned us our targets, my best friend and I were quick on the draw.
Her target was the poor campus heartthrob.
I chose the down-and-out school bully who worked as a male model at a bar.
The task was simple. It only took two months to complete.
Everyone laughed at me, saying I had worse taste than my best friend.
I sighed softly. "His dad is sick, his mom loves gambling, his little sister is still in school, and he's a broken mess. If I don't support him, who will?"
Later, my best friend and I secretly went to a club in the middle of the night to check out the male models.
We heard them call the poor campus heartthrob Young Master Xie in the private room on the top floor.
Then they turned to the school bully and called him the crown prince of the capital's elite circle.
The two of them were fighting in a private room over a beer-loving little delinquent.
Oh! So the female lead had arrived.
My best friend and I exchanged a look. "So, what do you say? Are you breaking up with him?"
Me: "If you break up with yours, I'll break up with mine!"
