You have an ex-boyfriend. He became your ex because he decided to devote himself entirely to tennis.
That's right, he dumped you for tennis.
As a woman who was hurt by tennis (indirectly), you vowed that your next boyfriend would surpass that guy in every way, from height to tennis skills.
At fifteen, he became a seeded junior at a Grand Slam tournament. You were in middle school, worrying over his acquaintances at the National Tournament.
At sixteen, he officially turned pro. You were in high school, worrying over the same group of his acquaintances at the National Tournament.
At seventeen, he reached his first Grand Slam final. You finally realized that staring at his acquaintances wasn't going to help, so you submitted an application to a university overseas.
At eighteen, he became one of the youngest champions in Grand Slam history, a teenage prodigy and Eastern samurai in the media. You...
You decided it was time to give up on finding a boyfriend on the tennis court. After all, you didn't want to stay single until you were forty.
You turned your attention to university.
You had an upperclassman who was handsome and clever. His father was a novelist and his mother was an actress. Apart from being worse at tennis than your ex, he was practically perfect.
You liked him a lot, but never got the chance to confess, because whenever the moment came, he would interrupt you to say he had to go solve a case.
That's right, you got stood up because of a case.
As a woman who had made an outstanding contribution to the crime rate in a West Coast city, you swore that next time you would successfully confess your feelings.
In November, a murder took place at school.
In December, an airport in LA received a bomb threat.
In January, an old acquaintance from the FBI called your upperclassman away.
In February, your upperclassman made headlines in the international news. You...
You encountered something even more terrifying than a murder.
Your ex-boyfriend came back from the dead.
Theme: Rekindling a past romance.
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Hahahaha height - lifelong enemy
151 Successfully made me laugh, hahahahahahahaha
Stop asking and ask again to break your defense.
I really want to watch it. Woooooooooooo. I can't even throw thunder. I've watched it five times.
I can't stand it, so watch it. .
Madam, how can I live without you? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
After chasing it, go faster and faster. Such a dragon and horse are so handsome, and they look so suitable from another angle. I don't feel OOC. Update the article quickly
Well written!!! Modo Modo
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