Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

After class, Shen Yu walked out of the classroom, preparing to go to the restroom.

The corridor was bustling with people, noisy and chaotic.

He had his hands in his pockets, lost in thought.

Thinking about how he could better get along with Lin Anran in the future, he felt that dating didn't need to be planned too systematically, as that would diminish the joy of being in love...

However, one cannot be completely careless, because he is a cautious person and wants to avoid making mistakes in relationships as much as possible, hoping for a smooth and successful outcome.

He walked slowly, his thoughts wandering, completely unaware of the road conditions ahead.

As I approached the corner of the stairs, a figure was leaning against the wall, seemingly waiting for someone.

Shen Yu didn't think much of it and walked straight over...

Just as the two passed each other, the person leaning against the wall leaned slightly outward, and one leg was naturally placed across the middle of the aisle.

"Hmm!"

Shen Yu stumbled and lurched forward, grabbing the railing beside him to steady himself and avoid falling.

This was quite a shock. Shen Yu felt a tightness in his chest, his brows furrowed instantly, and his gaze toward the "culprit" turned cold.

It was a boy, his school uniform zipper open, leaning casually against the wall.

The moment Shen Yu saw that face clearly, the coldness in his eyes intensified.

Chen Liming.

His junior high school classmate was someone who could hold a grudge for a long time over the smallest things and would tirelessly pick fights with others.

Back when they were in the same class, this person disliked him and would cause trouble for him all the time; their relationship had deteriorated to an extreme degree...

Seeing that Shen Yu had steadied himself, Chen Liming immediately plastered a fake smile on his face, even taking a step forward with a hint of "concern":

"Hey! Shen Yu! It's you! How have you been lately?"

As he spoke, he pretended to reach out to help Shen Yu's arm, but his eyes were full of provocation and schadenfreude.

Shen Yu sidestepped his hand, straightened up, and straightened her collar, which had been slightly disheveled from the bump.

She stared at him expressionlessly, her voice as cold as ice:

Are you sick?

Chen Liming tilted his head, looked into Shen Yu's eyes, and instead of feeling embarrassed, he chuckled as if he had heard a joke.

"Why are you yelling at me?" He spread his hands, looking innocent yet self-righteous. "What's wrong? You still hold a grudge about what happened in junior high?"

He took a step closer, taking advantage of the crowd and noise, and lowered his voice:

"So what if I accidentally said a few bad things about you in front of the girl you liked back then? Is it really worth holding a grudge until now?"

Shen Yu stood quietly in place, her fingers hanging at her sides curling slightly.

His memories of junior high school aren't too distant. His personality was a bit different back then; he didn't like socializing, so he didn't have many friends.

A girl helped him a lot, and he would occasionally talk to her, but he didn't really like her.

On the contrary, Chen Liming liked that girl at the time, but because he was jealous that she could get even a polite response from him, he targeted her in every way.

On the eve of graduation, he deliberately exaggerated and said a lot of bad things about himself in front of the girl, which caused her to avoid him afterward.

Shen Yu, however, didn't seem to care...

Shen Yu raised her eyelids, her gaze calmly landing on Chen Liming's face, her tone so flat it betrayed no emotion:

"I never liked her."

Chen Liming was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting Shen Yu to say that, and his expression froze for a second.

Shen Yu met his gaze, a mocking smile playing on her lips, and continued:

"She only helped me out."

After saying that, he walked past Chen Liming without looking at him again and continued walking towards the restroom.

Chen Liming stood there, looking at Shen Yu's straight back. His fake smile completely crumbled, replaced by an indescribable sense of frustration and anger.

He had thought that bringing up the events of that year would enrage Shen Yu, or at least he would see an embarrassed expression on his face...

But in the end, Shen Yu didn't even have the desire to refute it. He just looked at it with the same disdain as if it were trash and casually brushed aside what he thought was a dark history.

Chen Liming had no intention of letting Shen Yu off the hook; he was, after all, someone who thrived on chaos.

Now that we've finally caught Shen Yu and can have some fun, we're not going to let him go so easily.

He took a few steps forward, grabbed Shen Yu's shoulder, and forcefully turned him around, forcing him to face him.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Chen Liming's face wore that nauseating fake smile, but his tone carried a hint of ferocity:

"What's wrong with chatting for a bit? Can't I? Don't you want to catch up with old friends?"

Shen Yu's shoulder ached from being pulled so hard, his brows furrowed. He shook his shoulder forcefully and said:

"When did I become your friend? I hate you, can't you tell?"

"Or do you enjoy being disliked? Does it give you a thrill?"

Shen Yu sneered, his tone showing no respect whatsoever for him.

"You fucking—"

Chen Liming was thoroughly enraged by these words. He was so angry and embarrassed that he suddenly raised his hand and shoved it hard into Shen Yu's chest.

The sudden impact caused Shen Yu's body to jerk backward uncontrollably, and a surge of pent-up energy welled up in his chest.

He suddenly raised his head, his dark eyes now fixed intently on Chen Liming in front of him.

His right hand, hanging by his side, suddenly clenched, his knuckles cracking with force, and the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

Just as Shen Yu's fist was taut to its limit, about to strike,

He clenched his fist, then slowly and with great difficulty, loosened it.

This is at school, and he's the class monitor; he needs to be careful not to make mistakes...

However, at that moment—

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

A series of hurried footsteps approached rapidly!

Shen Yu didn't even realize what had happened; all she felt was a blur before her eyes.

A slender yet explosive figure suddenly rushed in front of him, shielding him tightly behind her!

"Lin Anran?"

Lin Anran didn't even have time to catch her breath; her eyes were like two sharp knives, fixed intently on Chen Liming.

"Snapped!"

To Shen Yu's astonishment, Lin Anran raised her hand and, with all her might, slapped Chen Liming hard across the face!

The force of the slap sent Chen Liming's head lolling to the side, leaving a red and swollen handprint on his cheek.

Lin Anran pointed her finger at Chen Liming's nose and said coldly, word by word:

"Try touching him again?"