My childhood nemesis got dumped by my best friend. So, he sent his hot billionaire friend to seduce me as revenge. Later, a chat log between the two heartthrobs of A-University was leaked: [Ethan (The Billionaire Friend): Bro, what if we just go kneel outside their apartment building together?] [Liam (The Nemesis): Genius plan, bro. They'll definitely soften up.] The student body: "Count us in for the show." 1 Liam. The campus heartthrob of A-University. He is my childhood friend and mortal enemy. I've battled him since we were in diapers. I studied The Art of War just to deal with him. Although he always manages to counter my moves, this time, he's truly stuck. Because he fell in love with my best friend. Right now, my bestie, Chloe, is frowning at her phone, replying to her suitor's messages. Among them, a nickname "A-Uni Liam 18" doesn't look particularly noteworthy. But I was curious: "Isn't Liam 19?" Chloe gently tucked my hair behind my ear. She patted my cheek: "Babe, who said that's his age?" Oh. I get it. The next second, a voice message from Liam popped up on Chloe's phone. "Babe, do you want boba tea? I'll order it for you." I wanted to vomit. Liam used to have a tongue so sharp it could cut glass. Now he sounds like he's drowning in syrup. I hugged Chloe and whined: "Don't actually fall for him!" Chloe smelled amazing, but her tone was icy. "Relax. I'm dumping him right now. His hardware is decent—handsome, tall, eight-pack abs, rich, good grades... and he's quite pink down there..." Chloe's throat bobbed as she spoke. My face scrunched up. I'm really gonna barf. Seeing my expression, Chloe coughed twice and said righteously: "But for you, I definitely won't be with him." Good. Chloe replied effortlessly. "Sorry, Liam. I already have a crush." The "A-Uni Liam 18" at the top of the chat switched to "typing..." repeatedly. A minute later. His voice sounded weak. "Then what does your crush like to drink?" 2 I laughed maniacally. Liam has officially become a simp! The next second, I hugged Chloe and kissed her on the cheek. Snapped a photo. Unblocked Liam from my blacklist. Sent it to him. "Can you stop bothering my wife?" Immediately, Liam video called. I picked up. "Who is Chloe to you?" His tone was icy. "Didn't I tell you? She's my wife. By the way, I like Taro Boba with extra pearls." Liam took two deep breaths. "Serena! Don't I know if you like men or women?" Before I could speak, Liam started firing shots like a machine gun. "At three, you liked the boy next door, beat him up in two seconds because he said he didn't like you." "In elementary school, you liked the class monitor whose AIM username was '3', so you changed yours to '33 I Love You'." "In middle school, you fell for a hearing-impaired guy. After you confessed, he was signing so fast he looked like he was casting a spell. You laughed and said he became cheerful after falling for you. You dated him passionately for a month until I learned sign language and told you he was rejecting you in new ways every day." "High school, you spent $10,000 on in-game purchases for an online boyfriend, ran out of money, and asked me for a loan..." Speaking of that makes me angry! "You didn't lend it to me!" Liam laughed: "Not only did I not lend it, I reported you to your mom~" My face twisted in rage. "High level tactics! I'm just finding this out now!" "Hehe." "Fine." Let's hurt each other. "Actually, Chloe is my best friend, and I told her to approach you. But now that she's had her way with your body, she decided to dump you." I released the ultimate weapon: "Also, she said you were underwhelming~" Liam sounded like he was about to cry. "She promised she wouldn't tell anyone about those few seconds!!" "........................" Amidst my hysterical laughter, he hung up. Chloe looked at me, gasping for air. She shrugged helplessly: "He said that himself. But honestly, his performance was actually..." Under my glare, Chloe quickly corrected herself. "Just average." 3 I pissed Liam off big time today. Back in the dorm, I was ready for a beauty sleep. But my roommate was shaking the bed laughing while scrolling through TikTok. I interrupted helplessly: "What's so funny?" My roommate showed me her phone, shoulders trembling. "The heartthrob from the university next door, Liam, is heartbroken. Someone filmed him crying and posted it. The likes are exploding." Back then, Liam and I had similar SAT scores. Our parents got together to discuss colleges. In the city, A-University and B-University were both top tier. The parents were thrilled. They looked at us with benevolent smiles. "How about you both apply to A-Uni? You can look out for each other." We sat primly on the sofa. Liam, polite and restrained: "Okay, Auntie." Me, gentle and introverted: "That's great, Uncle." Back in his bedroom, we rolled our eyes at each other. After a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors. Liam applied to A-Uni. I applied to B-Uni. 4 Now. I watched the video. It was obviously filmed secretly. The protagonist was Liam. The man opposite him only showed his back. But you could tell he had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. They were likely at a BBQ stand outside the campus. Empty beer bottles surrounded them. Liam was teary-eyed, nose red, radiating pure heartbreak energy. "I hate her, bro. Seriously, I hate her." His friend asked nonchalantly: "You done simping?" Liam shook his head: "I'm not talking about my goddess. I'm talking about my nemesis. I grew up with her, and my hatred for her only grows." His friend sounded interested. "Is it the one you grew up with? What heinous crime did she commit?" Liam listed my crimes. "At one, she knocked over my formula." "At three, she took the kids to blow up cow dung with firecrackers and splashed me all over!" His friend tsked: "Too messy. Why didn't you stand further away?" Liam chugged a beer, eyes blazing: "She scammed me out of so much money!!" His friend laughed hard. "And now, she sent someone to scam my feelings and my eight-pack body..." He got sadder as he spoke. His friend refilled his glass. I couldn't help but look at that man's hand. Pale skin, distinct knuckles, and most importantly—pink knuckles. I have a hand fetish. But the video ended abruptly. I checked the comments. "What is the heartthrob selling? Drop the link." "A man's tears are truly a woman's aphrodisiac." "Which sister performed a miracle?" "Can I get the heartthrob's WeChat?" "To the person above, what use is his WeChat to you?" The comments were wild. Chloe was going crazy too. "Liam crying actually hits different. Sister, I might have to betray you for a second." I tried to stop her. "I just bought a new whip. Hehe." "........................"
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