I know better than anyone that my deskmate no longer exists.
My deskmate is very cute, as soft as a rabbit, but I hate him because he always exudes that smoky fragrance everywhere, and I want to drive away everyone who is tired of being around him.
Mo Zheng: Please... Can I beg you? Let me go, let me go
Xu Zhe: Little rabbit, your eyes are red, why aren't you crying?
Due to various reasons, classmate Mo Zheng has transferred to another school with his parents... Dear students, please be quiet. Xu Zhe's seat at the same table is vacant. Someone can fill it up.
Later, Xu Zhe's seat at the same table was replaced by many people. No one could survive a week. When asked why, they all acquiesced, saying that they no longer wanted to be in this position.
No one knew that their deskmate in this position had made unbearable threats to them.
The second year of high school transfers to another school: Little Rabbit, long time no see, we are at the same table again~
Why, why are you also in this school?
? Ah? Because we are at the same table
Intention: emotion