Lin Yu has just finished three years of hellish exams. When she wakes up, she discovers that the head girl from the neighboring school has challenged her to a fight.
"If you win, Jiang Jiaye is yours. If I win, he's mine."
Lin Yu: "Only trash gets sorted for recycling."
Jiang Jiaye, fresh from a victory with an iron bar in hand: "???"
Hah. She's just playing hard to get.
Later, Jiang Jiaye blocks Lin Yu's way home, his long leg braced against the wall. Gritting his teeth, he snaps, "Can you damn well look at me for once?"
