Wanwan Doesn't Understand

I've liked you since we were little, so gradually I didn't even notice. * For the Nth time, Cheng Wanwan was kept in the classroom by her childhood friend to work on math problems. As she silently diss'ed him countless times in her mind, he suddenly patted her hair affectionately. "Wanwan, I'm switching to the humanities track." Cheng Wanwan unconsciously tightened her grip on her pen. "I'm second in the science class, and still twenty points behind you. It's too frustrating." "What?!" "So I might as well stay in your class." He smiled against the light, the breeze outside lifting the hem of his pure white shirt. He was as beautiful as a painting, yet somehow had sprouted the horns of a devil. "Your cuteness makes it impossible for me to stop." * A timid little coward who pretends to be brave, with a scent of herbs vs. a top student, an outstanding young man, and a great demon king Theme: To be added