My childhood best friend gave me the cold shoulder, intentionally getting closer to the new transfer student. Just then, I saw the floating comments: [The female lead doesn't know, the male lead is just jealous of her and the school bad boy! Go comfort him, and he'll come back!] [He just wants you to feel how much it hurts when he sees you with the bad boy.] [Exactly, our female lead is a 36D soft beauty, the male lead loves her to death.] I paused, ready to explain my relationship with the bad boy to my childhood friend. But then I saw him passionately kissing the transfer student. The comments appeared again: [Female lead, just apologize! He'll come back.] I didn't interrupt. I turned around and went to tell the teacher, reporting students for dating. 1 Through the floating comments, I learned I was living in a campus romance novel. I am the female lead, and the male lead is my childhood friend, Lucas. He deliberately distanced himself from me and got closer to the transfer student, Chloe, just because he was jealous? I was stunned for a moment, then came to my senses, deciding to explain my relationship with the school bad boy, Damon, to Lucas. That day, I just saw Damon fall and get hurt, so I helped him to the nurse's office. After school, I saw Lucas heading towards the roof. I jogged up to the roof. When I opened the door. I saw Lucas and Chloe kissing. Lucas slightly lowered his head, letting Chloe hook her arms around his neck and kiss his lips. I froze in place. At this moment, the comments scrolled frantically. [Female lead, don't misunderstand, the side female character must have seduced him, the male lead just didn't react in time.] [Kissing for this long and still hasn't reacted?] [The male lead only did this because he saw the bad boy running to the female lead every day. He just wanted to make her angry.] [Our female lead is a 36D soft beauty, the male lead loves her to death.] [Female lead, just go apologize, won't the male lead forgive you?] I clenched my fists, my heart aching with a dull pain. I didn't disturb them, turned around, and left. I went to the homeroom teacher's office. "Mr. Brown, I just saw two people kissing on the roof." After saying that, I returned to the classroom to do my cleaning duty. A moment later, Lucas stormed back in. Chloe followed behind him. Lucas walked up to me at some point and snatched the broom from my hand. He looked down at me, his dark eyes revealing a trace of chill: "Did you tell the teacher?" I looked up at him: "So what if I did?" Chloe walked up to me from behind him: "So it was you, Cow? Only you could do something disgusting like tattling." She linked arms with Lucas, looking at him with a coquettish tone: "I told you, your little childhood friend isn't anything good. You even scolded me for her before." After saying that, she huffed. Chloe smiled and looked at my chest: "Cow, why aren't you wearing your binder today? Who are you trying to seduce?" My temples throbbed with anger. "Cow" was the nickname she gave me. She saw me running in gym class, then got a big group of boys to watch me. They stared at me, laughing. I frowned. Checking myself up and down to see what was so funny. Seeing my panic, they laughed even happier. Lucas suddenly appeared. We were in a cold war then. He hadn't spoken to me for days. Chloe walked up to him, stood on tiptoe, and whispered something in his ear. He revealed a faint smile. Then he looked at me coldly. Later, the nickname "Cow" spread throughout the class. Even if I wore a binder, whenever I ran, people around me would still laugh and call me Cow. 2 Anger piled up. I lost control and rushed at Chloe. We pulled each other's hair. Lucas forcefully pulled me away: "Jane, are you crazy? You do something disgusting and still think you're right?" He clearly protected Chloe, prying my hands from her hair, but Chloe's hands were still firmly gripping mine. My nose stung, and my body lost strength. Pushed by him, I fell to the ground. Tears welled up in my eyes. But I didn't want to cry in front of them. So I got up, held back my tears, and walked away quickly. The comments appeared again. [The side female character is so disgusting, and the male lead is protecting her?] [But the female lead started it. The male lead wasn't protecting anyone, just trying to separate them.] [Did you see how heartbroken the male lead looked when he accidentally pushed the female lead to the ground?] [Exactly, the male lead looked at the female lead's back with so much pain when she left.] Out of the classroom, tears burst forth. Grievance and anger mixed together. Heart-piercing pain. My mom saw me crying on my way home. She followed me asking what happened. I didn't answer; I really needed to be alone for a while. I ran back to my room and locked myself in. My mom knocked on the door, then left. I didn't know how long I cried. I got up and found old photos. I tore up all the photos with Lucas and threw them in the trash. Only this way could I feel a brief relief in my heart. But as I tore them, I suddenly realized that photos with Lucas occupied almost all the photos of my dozen years. My heart twitched with pain again. Lucas wasn't like this before. My mom and Lucas's mom were best friends. Our homes were close, so Lucas and I were inseparable growing up. We were in each other's lives for over a decade. Yet we reached this point. A knock on the door, Lucas's voice. "Dinner's ready, come out." His parents were away Monday to Wednesday, so he ate at my house. I didn't answer, put on headphones. The comments appeared again. [The male lead just can't put aside his pride, he's already showing weakness to you.] [Female lead, just go out and explain to him, he can dump the side character immediately.] [Don't fight anymore, the male lead has only ever had you in his heart.] [The female lead is so stubborn.] [Sigh, the male lead left in anger.] 3 Next day at school. My mom prepared two breakfasts as usual. I only took one. My mom called me: "You forgot Lucas's portion." She handed me the breakfast: "Did you fight with Lucas? You never fought when you were little, why fight now that you're grown up? Talk it out, everything will be fine." "Can't talk it out!" I turned and left. Arriving in class. My seat was next to Lucas. I returned to my seat; Lucas frowned at me, huffed lightly, and turned away. Chloe sat in front of Lucas. She turned around and looked at him: "Cow didn't bring us breakfast today." During the cold war before, I still brought breakfast for Lucas every day. But he didn't eat it; he gave it all to Chloe. Lucas sneered: "Who wants her to bring it? I wouldn't eat it even if she did." The comments appeared again. [Male lead, keep being stubborn. Your face fell the moment you saw she didn't bring breakfast.] [Female lead, give him the breakfast, he'll be secretly happy.] [Female lead, just apologize, the male lead will ditch the side character immediately.] Why should I apologize? And I didn't plan on having anything to do with him anymore. I ate my breakfast. Next to me, Lucas suddenly stood up. Loudly. Classmates looked over. Lucas stormed out of the classroom angrily. Seeing this, Chloe jogged after him. They only came back when the bell rang. Chloe's lips were a bit swollen, her face flushed. Lucas deliberately looked at me, a faint smile curling his lips. He seemed certain I would be jealous. But I wasn't. Just felt a bit nauseous. Just a week before the cold war. My parents and his parents went on business trips at the same time. He came to stay in our guest room to keep me company. That night, we finished homework and watched TV in the living room. The TV happened to show a kissing scene. I was a bit shy, looking around pretending not to know. He laughed: "It's just kissing, is it that big a deal?" I looked at him: "Have you kissed?" He looked at me, his dark eyes revealing a burning love. He inherited his parents' good looks perfectly, quite handsome. "About to kiss." He suddenly leaned in, gently kissing my lips. Breaths mingled. From clumsy at first to gradually proficient. I was immersed in this sweet and beautiful first kiss. But now. That first kiss that once made my heart race countless times. Made me incredibly nauseous. 4 After school, Damon came to find me again. He held a watermelon juice, handing it to me. I glanced at the juice, then at him: "Anyone falling on the ground at that time, I would have chosen to help them to the nurse's office. Don't come looking for me again." Damon's beautiful peach blossom eyes dimmed instantly, but fleetingly: "I didn't come to thank you. I like you, I came to pursue you." His directness stunned me a bit. I almost fled, walking away quickly, but Damon followed. He didn't come closer, just followed behind. I didn't stop until I reached my door, turned to look at him, panting: "Why are you following me?" He extended his hand, holding my bear charm: "You dropped something. I wanted to catch up and return it, but the faster I went, the faster you went." I was speechless, taking my bear charm: "Couldn't you call me?" He smiled: "I wanted to see when you'd turn around and acknowledge me." I glared at him, about to hang the bear back, then realized this charm seemed to be a fourteenth birthday gift from Lucas. I paused, then threw it into the trash can at my door. Looking up, I unexpectedly met Lucas's dark eyes. He stood at my door, anger radiating from his eyes, cool voice suppressing rage: "Threw it away?" "Yes. Everything of yours, I'm throwing away." His back teeth clenched tight: "You better not regret it!" Damon chuckled behind me. Lucas looked at Damon, eyes fierce, as if wanting to tear the person in front of him apart. Damon said lazily: "What are you looking at? Want to fight? Come on." Lucas laughed in anger: "I won't lower myself to fight someone like you." Saying that, he looked at me through gritted teeth: "Just you wait." He turned sideways and left directly between Damon and me. Damon pouted, looking at me with a grin: "If we fought, who would you help?" "I'd help call the police." As soon as I entered, my mom asked: "Where's Lucas? Wasn't he waiting for you at the door?" "Mom, don't let Lucas come to our house anymore." My mom froze: "Why? What happened between you two?" My nose stung: "He... he..." I really didn't know how to express it. My mom patted my head: "Mom knows. You're grown up, people change. Mom won't call him over for dinner anymore." I felt bitter. Lucas became a complete stranger to me. Our relationship deteriorated to a point of no return. The comments scrolled again. [The male lead is about to die of anger. Now he's at home throwing away all the gifts the female lead gave him.] [The female lead is too cruel, can't she just apologize?] [When will this fight end? Isn't this book a sweet childhood friends romance? Not sweet at all!] [Actually, there's sugar in the glass shards. The male lead just threw away the gift from the female lead, then sheepishly picked it back up and wiped it clean. The male lead really has a sharp tongue but a soft heart.]
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