Library

When I checked in for school, the senior student who came to help with my luggage pointed at a boy who had just come out of the library and said to me. "School girl, that's the bully of our school. Don't mess with him." I looked at the handsome guy wearing a white shirt, jeans, and gold-rimmed glasses with a question mark on his face. Does this senior have any misunderstandings about the "school bully"?

My old enemy turned into my boyfriend after I faked amnesia. I:? ? ? Are you, a brain doctor, okay? What's even more outrageous is that my mother actually packed me up and handed it to him while I was still in the hospital bed. You are really my mother!