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"You mean... your heart races when you spy on the top student? You think that's jealousy, not love?"

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A strange new student suddenly transferred into Class Nine. They said he was a top student at the school next door, and on his very first day, he raced Class Nine's monitor around the track.

After the race, he could barely stand, yet he still taunted the monitor: "I'm second in the whole city."

The monitor, who was first in the whole city: "..."

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From childhood on, Fang Yue had only one thing to do: keep up with Fu Cen.

He had clawed his way out of the quagmire of his family, and seen someone standing on the shore, bright and noble. That person had everything with effortless ease. He possessed every admirable quality, and could even easily crush Fang Yue at the one thing Fang Yue excelled at most: academics.

That person was Fu Cen.

Fang Yue was jealous of Fu Cen, and for a time even believed he hated him.

But as he pursued him, that jealousy and hatred slowly crumbled away, and love took root and sprouted in their place.

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Brooding Peeping Tom Bottom x Well-adjusted Top

School life first, then the workplace. One-on-one romance, happy ending.

Also check out my upcoming novel, A Mechanic, but a Heartthrob:

[Picky Mechanic Bottom x Top Who Starts Out Obedient and Turns Wild]

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But I looked up at you year after year.

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During the lowest point of his life, Luo Zhenmu often went to the countryside to visit Yang Jiang.

Yang Jiang seemed born with everything Luo Zhenmu wanted for himself. No matter how hard he tried, he could never even reach Yang Jiang's starting line.

But in the year Luo Zhenmu felt his life was finally becoming complete, Yang Jiang, who had once had everything, fell into a low point of his own and was sent to live with him while repeating his final year of high school.

Luo Zhenmu didn't welcome him.

But the guy was already here. Was he supposed to just send him straight back?

And so Luo Zhenmu, who was nearly thirty, began looking after a sensitive high schooler.

He smoked more.

The high schooler: "Is something on your mind?"

He didn't go home.

The high schooler: "Is there someone else?"

He liked listening to novels.

The high schooler: "Listening to that stuff has rotted your brain."

Luo Zhenmu: "...This high schooler acts even more like a nagging mom than I do."

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Yang Jiang had an old, worn-out wallet. Inside, apart from a bank card with barely any money in the account, there was only a photo torn from his high school's honor roll.

The photo had faded from all the times he had rubbed it, but the pride in the person pictured still shone through.

But Luo Zhenmu had become an ordinary person, someone who ate, fixed cars, and listened to stories about fake people every day.

"Did you know me before?"

"I did. But back then, you were someone I had to look up to see."

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Theme: Knowing that the road ahead can still be pursued