The whole school thinks that the aloof school belle and the competitive lone ranger are mortal enemies. Fighting for seats, fighting for points, fighting each other in the corridor, and even ordering meals in the cafeteria. Until one day, she knocked over the bookshelf in order to grab an out-of-print question book and shouted out in desperation - the old name that only belonged to a person six years ago.
He froze in place. It turned out that she was not looking for trouble, she had taken a long detour to come back to find him.
After that night in the old library, he dug out the six-year-old photos on the last page of the competition book, and the more he looked at them, the more something was wrong. The tougher she talks, the more itchy he becomes. When she said with red eyes, "Don't flatter yourself" but ran away first, he suddenly realized that none of the three "she can't like me" arguments he had drafted were untenable.
There is no system, no rebirth, no bloody misunderstandings. There is only a girl who has hidden her love for six years, and a boy who treats temptation as a fault. She had taken the initiative for so long, and this time, it was his turn to stand at the door of her classroom and call out the old name.
She turned her back and clenched the corners of her clothes. As he walked on the road, he thought about that sentence over and over, and the more he thought about it, the less he dared to say anything - it seemed that she didn't just want to find a brother.
