You Might as Well Delete Me

The third story about online dating.

Female lead (A), male lead (B)

When A met B in a game, she took six months to confirm that he was a perfect lover.

B was young and sincere, impulsive and inexperienced. He was emotionally steady and exceptionally skilled. He also liked her very much, and most importantly, he had a really great body.

A thought that this time she had truly fallen for someone and was serious about it. She wanted to have a proper relationship, to turn over a new leaf and mend her ways. She would never again abandon someone as casually as she had before.

Until she found out that B was the person she hated most in real life. Apart from his handsome face, he was good for nothing. Every day, she used to secretly pray that he would slip and fall into a ditch after evening study. She was practically one doll away from sticking pins into him.

She turned her head blankly and saw the sweet words she'd just sent.

A: Baby, you're just so wonderful. I'll haunt you even after I die O O

B: Okay.

B: If I can't do it, I'm a puppy.

B: When are we meeting?

A stared at the question, swallowed cautiously, and replied with care:

A: ...Maybe you should just delete me?

Theme: Love.