In her first year of high school, Lin Wei lowered the entire table on the model aircraft competition's judges' platform by 20 centimeters. The student judges were furious and demanded, "Are you expecting us to squat on the floor to judge?"
Lin Wei stayed silent. A figure slowly approached behind her and said gently, "Sorry, that was my idea."
That was Ning Xun in his final year of high school: student council president, top of his class, cool and composed, but unable to walk properly.
The boy tapped the metal armrest and smiled as he smoothed things over for her. "The wheelchair is low. Thanks for keeping me company."
Just like that, no one complained anymore.
Only Lin Wei muttered under her breath, "I designed it for you in the first place."
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In her second year of high school, Lin Wei stayed up countless nights, studying desperately to make the top ten and earn a place on an academic exchange trip.
The day they arrived at Peking University, she ran to the finance department and handed over a letter, but she never received a reply, even by the end of the trip.
Before leaving, she finally worked up the courage to stop him.
The boy in his white shirt was still as striking and refined as ever. His cane tapped the ground. As he passed her, he glanced back at her and said coolly, "Not replying to your letter was my decision."
All of this had been nothing but her own wishful thinking.
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In her final year of high school, there was the graduation trip.
Under the dim lights of a murder-mystery game venue, Lin Wei put on a bright red bridal gown and held a wedding ceremony with the gentle boy beside her.
Beneath her veil, tears burned hot in her eyes. She hated herself for arranging all of this by any means necessary, and hated herself even more for never being able to forget him.
Amid the noisy cheers, a long, slender hand reached beneath her veil and gently wiped away her tears.
The next moment, he swept her into his arms. His embrace was warm, healthy, and strong.
"Weiwei, now I'm finally worthy of you."
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/ Bold, confident underclasswoman who dares to make a move x frail, insecure upperclassman /
/ Mutual crush, each other's first love, they can talk about their feelings, but not quite all the way /
/ HE, and overall it should still be sweet, right? /
I may make minor adjustments to place names and such before I start posting, but the characters and plot in the blurb won't change much~
(2026.2.11)
Theme: Both hearts move toward each other
