I suddenly got inspired during a boring class and wrote this. The writing is so-so, and the plot is plain.
Excerpt:
At the same time, a boy carrying a bag walked past outside the window. He glanced casually into the classroom, and He Manyu happened to be distracted by the movement outside.
Their eyes suddenly met. He Manyu hurriedly looked away, then glanced behind him, pretending to scan the classmates around the room.
What kind of boy was he?
He hadn't gotten a good look. He only knew the boy wore oversized glasses with clear frames, and had a hairstyle unlike those of the other flashy boys: a buzz cut.
