I, Xu Mian, am an ordinary high school student. He, Shen Juan, is recognized as a grade myth. The only interaction we had was when I secretly stuffed a strawberry mint candy into his desk every day. Until just before graduation, he blocked me at the corner of the stairs, his crisp breath mixed with a hint of mint: "Sugar is very sweet. But, I want to know more about what a person stuffed with sugar smells like."
