I Won't Let an Elementary Schooler Bully Me

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Blurb:

There's a species in this world called the Brat Beast. Its stats are as follows:

[HP]: Low

[Defense]: Low

[Destructive Power]: Extremely high

They're full of energy, always coming up with new mischief, jumping around, and getting into trouble.

From elderly octogenarians to young parents, everyone finds them a headache.

Jiang Xiaoyu transmigrates into a child overnight: They're all just little brothers.

(*hands on hips.jpg*)

*Probably a story about disciplining bratty kids in the first half and handsome men in the second.

*A silly heroine with a loli heart and a mature woman's heart, always outwitting her opponents.

*To the childhood we'll never get back.

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Blurb for The Rose I Stole:

"Stop." The room was dark, with no lights on. His voice suddenly rang out, making her jump.

She shivered and turned her head, seeing the dark figure seated on the sofa.

He hadn't moved at all, just as when she'd left.

He was waiting for her again, awake all night.

She had always done as he said. Slowly, she lowered her hand like a child who'd done something wrong.

Her hands twisted together, and she said nothing.

"Take it out," he said again.

She sighed and handed him the pink envelope hidden under her sleeve.

She'd lost count of how many times it had happened. He caught her coming home late from a party, and confiscated a love letter from a boy in her class. It seemed there was nothing she could do without those cold eyes catching her.

Her heart felt heavy, and the one in her chest nearly stopped.

But he didn't even look at the letter. He tossed it into the trash. Her fluttering heart, along with all her beautiful fantasies about first love, shattered into pieces.

"Young love is a bad idea."

As always, he said nothing more.

Yet every word cut to the bone.

He watched her shut him out, return to her room, and close the door without a word.

The corner of his lips lifted. His expression was unreadable, his eyes an almost indifferent black.

*

Everyone knew she had an almost perfect older brother.

He was handsome as a painting, an outstanding student, and remarkably successful.

Cold to the bone, he doted on her to an extraordinary degree.

And controlled her just as much.

He made her three meals a day, set a curfew, helped with her studies, and intercepted her love letters.

He personally oversaw every little detail.

He was an impatient man, but when it came to her, he always cared.

Such devotion between siblings, such a wonderful older brother, made everyone else envious.

Only he knew that his feelings for her were an almost obsessive infatuation.

Anyone could confess their love to her.

He alone didn't even have the right to fall for her.

*

Love doesn't disappear; it can only be replaced.

When it can't be replaced, he chooses to hide it.

She seemed to sense something. When she happened to look at him, her big eyes blinked like a startled fawn.

**

My silence is my deep, tender love, as we descend together into this glorious ruin.

Blurb for My Beloved Subject, I've Loved You for a Long Time:

There's someone I hold dear in my heart.

They have a face like a painting and an elegant figure. In court, with only eight feet between us, I long for them so desperately I can hardly bear it.

I want to make them mine, and I've long since made peace with the fact that I love men.

That is, until their "twin" sister appeared before me...

Theme: Everyone deserves to be redeemed by love