Isn't He a Little Too Cute?

After transferring schools, I found out my new deskmate seemed to have several lives on his conscience. The rumors about him grew more outrageous by the day, and I was sweating bullets, feeling like the sky was falling. I tiptoed around him, terrified of making him angry. But once we got to know each other, I realized he wasn't a murderer at all. He was the sweetest guy ever.

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Content warnings for this chapter: The female lead looks silent and expressionless, with a villainous face, but she's actually a socially anxious chatterbox with lots of inner monologue who loves to make snarky comments. She has a very strange sense of personal space around people she likes. OOC. A soft and sweet couple who both look like villains.

For readers who self-insert as the heroine.

A short story, mostly simple little sweet treats.

I'll write about some less popular things. These stories are entirely based on my own preferences, written according to my ideas and interests, so please don't criticize if they're not your thing.

The characters belong to their original work; the OOC is mine.

Theme: Write whatever I want.