“Yan Chi, long time no see. I never thought we'd run into each other here. It's been... it's been three years, hasn't it?”
“Class monitor, you're not quite how I imagined...”
Yan Chi had no idea how she had managed to attract a favored son of heaven. She was as ordinary as they came. After all these years, everything was about to be settled. “A Chi, will you be my gardenia?” A gardenia steeped in sin, without a soul, thoughts, or a will of her own, meant only to be admired, with no secrets left to hide.
