[School Life + Everyday Life + Romance + Esports + One Female Lead]
The June breeze, carrying the sound of cicadas, slammed against the classroom windows. On the back wall of Senior Class 2, the countdown had been circled in red: 1. Chalk dust drifted through the slanting sunlight, as if pinning all the summer heat to this final lesson.
Su Feng draped his school jacket over his shoulder, his fingers repeatedly rubbing the sheet of paper folded into thirds in his pocket. It was the confession letter he had written and revised under his desk lamp last night. It was addressed to Lin Wanwan.
Ever since the first year of high school, when he saw her crouching on the steps of the sports field bleachers with a camera, taking pictures of the sunset, Lin Wanwan had been the unnamed heroine of Su Feng's diary. He remembered the slender nape revealed when she tied her hair in a high ponytail, the way she gently bit her pen while working through a math problem, and, most of all, the way his heart pounded like a drum whenever they brushed past each other in the hallway and she smiled and said, "Excuse me."
"Feng, let's go! It's our last graduation dinner. Aren't you coming?" His deskmate slapped him on the back. "I heard Lin Wanwan's going too. Are you going to miss your chance..."
Su Feng clenched the letter, one corner dampened by sweat. He nodded and followed the crowd toward a restaurant by the school gate, but his steps felt like lead. The whole way there, he kept rehearsing how he would confess: How should he hand her the letter? Should he say, "I've liked you for a long time," or put it more subtly? If she turned him down, would things be awkward whenever they saw each other afterward?
