After Losing My Memory, I Fell for the Wrong Person [Modern Arc]

[This should be a silly, sweet campus story too. The blurb is provisional; the final version will be posted when the story starts. Screenshot saved on 2019.11.26.]

Blurb 1:

I'm a rich, beautiful girl, and I lost my memory in a car accident.

But that's okay. I have a diary.

Only, the me in the diary is a scheming, two-faced, fake-sweet girl.

And she has a crush on some big shot who ranks first on both A High's lists of "Goddesses Chased Relentlessly by Girls" and "Bad-Tempered Boys Who Make Girls Cry."

Me: Maybe... losing my memory isn't so bad after all.

Big Shot: Hmph.

But I'm a devoted rich girl. Even though the guy I have a crush on has a terrible temper and an awful personality that makes everyone hate him, I keep bringing him little acts of kindness.

Even when he throws away my lovingly prepared breakfast, tears up my pink love letter, and sternly tells me in front of everyone to stay at least three meters away from him.

I still don't give up.

Until one day, my memory comes back, and I discover... the diary about my crush isn't mine.

Me: ...The Thirty-Six Stratagems: run away while you can.

The big shot suddenly feels... out of sorts now that his annoying little shadow is gone.

Then one day, the big shot corners me.

Big Shot: Hm? Trying to run? I'll kiss you until you can't stand it!

Blurb 2:

A High's famously gloomy, hot-tempered poor school heartthrob, Sheng Yan, who fights like he doesn't care if he lives or dies, has recently started to feel like someone is following him.

He decides to stake out the follower and find out which "fearless idiot" dares to tail him.

Instead, he catches Lin Moyi, A High's famous rich beauty. He heard she had a car accident last month and hurt her head.

Sheng Yan corners Lin Moyi in a gloomy stairwell and demands to know why she's following him.

Lin Moyi's little face turns bright red.

"I... I think I like you."

Sheng Yan freezes. He glances at Lin Moyi, whose outfit costs more than seven figures, then a few seconds later looks at her with mocking disdain.

"You like me? Where's the proof?"

Lin Moyi's shy eyes flicker. She tells him to wait, then quickly slips away.

Sheng Yan has no intention of waiting for Lin Moyi and playing along with a rich young lady's "male Cinderella" game.

He heads downstairs with his hands in his pockets, looking annoyed.

Then he runs into Lin Moyi, who has hurried back, and the three Maseratis behind her.

Sheng Yan is even more annoyed. Has he really been reduced to being worth just three depreciating cars?

But who could have guessed...

Lin Moyi quickly has her bodyguards open the sunroofs on all three cars, points at the things poking out, and speaks with two hundred percent sincerity: "This is a whole year's supply of your favorite pickled chili instant noodles. Is that proof enough?"

Sheng Yan: "..."

[Gloomy, hot-tempered big shot pretending to be poor x Clever rich beauty pretending to be a sweet, naive girl]