Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

"Hmm... classmate, you're hiding something in your pocket?"

The boy touched the small pockets on both sides of his school uniform and forced a not-so-good smile.

"Uh, um, um..."

Caught red-handed, Yang An could barely speak.

The boy finally took all the snacks out of his pocket and threw them into the cardboard box next to him.

"The student council said that bringing snacks into the teaching building without permission will result in points being deducted from the class's score."

"But wasn't it the same before..." Yang An coughed a few times, still trying to make a last-ditch effort.

"Now is now, and rules are rules. Go stand over there, and we'll write down your names after the inspection."

However, the idea of ​​showing leniency simply doesn't exist in the minds of the self-management committee members.

With a wave of his hand, Yang An had no choice but to obediently stand side by side with that group of people.

Students were coming and going.

Occasionally, they would cast strange glances at me.

He vowed that he would remember this embarrassing moment for the rest of his life.

Which class are you in?

"Class 11..."

"Write your name and your homeroom teacher's name next to it."

Before anyone knew it, the boy had taken out a clipboard and started recording from the very last person.

On the other side, the girl was the same.

It’s over.

This is really the end.

Just as Yang An was so nervous that his palms were sweating, a melodious female voice rang out from the other end of the corridor.

"Huh? You guys are... from the self-management committee?"

The beautiful figure drew closer and closer until she stopped in front of the boy.

Previously, it was always backlit, so it was very blurry.

Only then did he realize that the person who had come was none other than Jiang Nianxi.

"Ah, hello senior."

The boy nodded hurriedly to show his goodwill, but before the girl could say anything, his face turned red at an alarming speed.

"The student council president ordered us to arrest people here; the school doesn't allow snacks in the classroom..."

As he continued speaking, his voice grew softer and softer.

His expression gradually became strange.

Because he saw that the famous campus belle was carrying a bag of snacks.

Open and aboveboard, without any attempt to evade or evade.

"Oh, I see."

Jiang Nianxi nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

However, her gaze passed over the boy's shoulder and settled on Yang An, who was standing against the wall.

Upon seeing this, Yang An immediately lowered his head to avoid eye contact.

Depend on.

This is so embarrassing.

He felt utterly hopeless.

"You can continue with your work."

Jiang Nianxi waved her hand, and the boy quickly smiled apologetically, "Okay, senior."

Then he wrote it down on the splint.

The girl walked straight for a few steps and finally stopped in front of Yang An.

"hehe……"

I don't know if it's just my imagination.

Yang An had a feeling that his deskmate had secretly chuckled.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a warm sensation in my left hand.

He looked down in astonishment, and Jiang Nianxi had already taken his hand.

"Hey? Senior, senior, I need to write down your name."

Upon seeing this, the boy immediately became anxious.

He was about to step forward to stop her, but Jiang Nianxi just glanced at him.

"I asked him to buy it."

"what……"

The boy opened his mouth, but was speechless.

He really couldn't do anything about this school beauty...

After all, most of the strict school rules were meaningless in front of Jiang Nianxi.

Almost all the teachers, including the school leaders, tacitly approved of it.

As long as it doesn't affect the final college entrance examination score.

Jiang Nianxi pulled Yang An to the small box containing snacks.

"Take out what you bought."

Jiang Nianxi pointed to the miscellaneous snacks in the box and said with a smile.