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#How Is the Beautiful Sniper Who Keeps Blowing My Head Off the Biggest Fan of Our Ship?!#
#And I'm Writing Other Fanfic to Make Him Sick!#
#Could This Be His Way of Getting Back at Me?!#
That smooth, beautiful senior blew my head off again!
His kind, gentle manner is fake! He's acting!
He always chats and smiles during the post-match handshake, but when it's my turn, he barely says a word, shakes my hand, then quickly lets go and leaves?!
He was hiding around the corner to scare me, wasn't he! His eyes were so red because he hates me, right!
Being the top sniper is no big deal!
Zuo Ye, you piece of trash!
I'll make you sick with my fanfic! I'll write about the ships you hate!
Who could possibly know more than me!
...Wait, someone ships me with Zuo Ye? That's ridiculous!
Let's invite the head of our ship's fan club to a cafe and have a talk!
I'll just tell them the two of us are absolutely like fire and water... There's really nothing worth shipping.
...So why didn't the ship's superfan show up?
Damn it! I ended up drinking coffee all afternoon with Zuo Ye, who showed up out of nowhere!
Well, at least he paid
Wait! No!
My brilliant mind just remembered something important:
If he was paying, I should have ordered cake! What a loss!
◆ The main story is told in the third person.
/GB romance | You don't believe in love? Then Cupid will switch to a gun and take aim at you.
The smooth, beautiful senior picked his lover long ago, but the other guy seems to have a screw loose.
A pair of snipers: hesitate with your gun for one second and your opponent will kill you.
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Theme: When arrows are useless, Cupid picks up a gun.
