Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

Shen Yu did go to the teacher's office, but the teacher wasn't there, and he didn't have any work to do.

He was just looking for a moment of peace here.

As the class monitor, he was highly trusted by the teacher, so he had privileges that no one else had.

He can stay in the teacher's office, rest, study, or do whatever he wants.

There were even some of the teacher's personal belongings on his desk, such as books and a thermos.

Shen Yu took a book, sat down in a chair behind him, crossed his legs, and began to read.

He sometimes comes here for his lunch break because it's quiet.

The only sounds coming from the office were the faint noise from the playground outside the window and the soft rustling of pages turning.

The book in Shen Yu's hand was a collection of case analyses in criminal psychology, the pages of which were already somewhat yellowed.

His gaze swept calmly across the lines of printed text until, on a certain page, his fingers stopped.

[...A 42-year-old male had a history of verbal and physical abuse against his spouse...One day, after a heated argument over a trivial matter, he struck his spouse on the head with a blunt object, causing her immediate death.]

[Abusive individuals often view their spouses as personal property or extensions. When a spouse shows signs of becoming uncontrollable, it triggers deep-seated existential anxiety and destructive impulses in the abuser.]

Such abusers often maintain a normal or even positive social image in the outside world, but their inner ego is extremely fragile, relying on their spouse's absolute obedience and adoration to sustain a false sense of "power." Any disobedience or belittling by their spouse is seen as a fatal blow to their core narcissism, thus triggering a reckless rage aimed at completely erasing the "source of offense."

Shen Yu's gaze fell on these few lines of text, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the edge of the page.

The office remained quiet.

But in his ears, it seemed as if he could hear the voice from that afternoon three years ago again.

What Shen Yu remembered most clearly was the deathly stillness in his father's eyes when he turned to look at him.

There was no madness, no regret, not even anger.

It's like... the utter, empty peace that comes after you've finally done something that had to be done.

The printed words on the book pages were somewhat blurry in Shen Yu's eyes.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with a deep, still tranquility...

He reached out and gently folded a corner of the page.

Then he closed the book and placed it on the desk to the side.

The noise outside the window seemed to have faded into the distance.

Shen Yu leaned back in his chair, staring blankly out the window...

He raised his hand and looked at his palm.

He picked up the thermos on the table, unscrewed it, and took a sip of the water that had already gone cold.

He didn't know how long he had been lost in thought.

The faint noise on the playground subsided, probably because lunch break was almost over.

Shen Yu put the cup back on the table and stood up...

I walked to the door and put my hand on the doorknob.

Then, he opened the door.

Outside the door, a slender figure sprang back almost the instant the door opened...

"Um?"

Lin Anran lowered her head, her hands nervously clasped behind her back, her ears and neck flushed red, even her small earlobes were tinged with blood.

She was clearly not expecting the door to open suddenly, and she froze, holding her breath.

Shen Yu was also stunned for a moment. He looked at the person in front of him, blinked, and remained silent for a few seconds.

"What... are you doing here?"

Lin Anran lowered her head even further, staring at the ground, and said in a very soft voice, "I came to find you..."

"Looking for me? What do you want?"

Shen Yu thought Lin Anran had something to ask him, so he asked her.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Anran seemed even more unable to speak, and murmured softly:

"It's nothing... it's just that you haven't come back for a while, and I'm a little... worried..."

Shen Yu stared at her without saying a word.

Lin Anran felt increasingly uncomfortable under his gaze, and lowered her head further and further.

His fingers were tightly twisting the hem of his school uniform behind his back, until the tips of his fingers turned white.

She felt like a thief caught red-handed.

Time seemed to stretch out, and every second felt incredibly long.

Just as Lin Anran was about to turn and run away, Shen Yu finally made a move.

His facial expression didn't change much, except for a very slight twitch of his eyebrows, and then the corners of his mouth seemed to curve upwards slightly...

The curve was so shallow that it was almost invisible, more like the lingering sound of a silent sigh.

"Let's go back to the classroom."

Lin Anran suddenly raised her head, glanced at him quickly, then lowered her eyes again, and nodded her chin very slightly.

"Um..."

The two walked one after the other down the quiet corridor.

As lunch break was coming to an end, most students had already returned to their classrooms.

As they entered the classroom one after the other, the room fell silent again, with most people staring at the two of them...

At this moment, only their seats were empty in the classroom; everyone else had already returned.

This has led many people to wonder if the two of them... went off to do something together?

As soon as Shen Yu sat back down, Sun Jianchao, who was sitting in front of him, immediately turned to look at Shen Yu and asked in a low, anxious voice:

"Class monitor! What did you and Lin Anran do?! And you two ate lunch together?"

"Um."

Shen Yu simply responded with a single sentence, then picked up the book and began to read.

Sun Jianchao, seemingly undeterred, continued to press, "Huh?! What were you doing just now? Did you say anything?"

"He didn't say anything," Shen Yu replied again, but his tone was already a little impatient.

"How could you not have said anything?! Tell me quickly! You guys...?"

Shen Yu suddenly put down his book, looked up at Sun Jianchao, and said calmly:

"If I were eating with other girls, or if we happened to be out of the classroom at the same time, would you pay attention?"

Sun Jianchao was caught off guard by the question and didn't react for a moment. He didn't quite understand what Shen Yu was saying.

"Huh...huh...? What...does this mean?"

Shen Yu exhaled and continued:

"The answer is definitely that you won't pay attention, and you won't even think about it that way. Other girls might just have something they want to ask me, or they might just be chatting with me. You won't get the wrong idea."

"Ah...yes, yeah, what's wrong?"

"Then why do you assume there's something going on between us when Lin Anran and I eat together, or when Lin Anran and I are both absent from the classroom? Do you subconsciously think we're the kind of people who would do those things?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Jianchao waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "No...I...I...that's not what I meant...I..."

"What is it? Did we do something outrageous that you saw, or did we betray you or do something detrimental to you? Please let me know so I can apologize."

Sun Jianchao immediately clapped his hands together with a "slap!" and raised them high above his head, saying very sincerely:

"I'm sorry, I misspoke, brother, please don't torture me."