The whole school went crazy saying that I was a cold goddess who didn't eat the fireworks of the world. No one knew that I was actually a social loser who couldn't take care of myself.
What's even worse is that because of my own mistake in renting the house, I was forced to secretly live together with that sunny junior boy who became famous all over the Internet just after falling out of love!
During the day, he is the "nation's first love" who laughs at everyone, but at night he transforms into a clingy little wolfdog, blocking the door of my bathroom, pretending to be pitiful with red eyes: "Senior sister, I'm heartbroken, please take care of me, please give me a hug..."
Me: Thank you for the invitation. I can't pretend anymore. It's hard to maintain a cold persona! Someone come and save me!
