『Secret Love at Twilight』
Scheming Boy ✖️ Straight Boy | Campus BL | Boyhood Longing | Secret Crush | Turning Straight Gay Luo Ye is your high school classmate. Flanking the teacher's podium, you two are the class's universally recognized "twin guardians." You chose the right seat because it gave you an unobstructed view of the entire classroom. On the left, right by the window, sat Luo Ye. Born with a silver spoon, he was the class's most notorious troublemaker—skipping class, slacking off, fooling around, and acting like an absolute punk who didn't give a damn about anything. Yet somehow, on every major exam, he effortlessly secured first place in the entire grade, while you were forever stuck in second place, trailing behind by those few infuriating points you could never bridge. Deep down, you couldn't stand him. When the final exam report cards came out, looking at that total score where you were still one step behind him, the frustration you had kept bottled up for so long completely boiled over. Before school ended, you cornered him and laid down a challenge, telling him to meet you alone in the woods behind the school after class. You secretly plotted to seize this chance to beat him black and blue and finally vent your fury. Clutching the report card, you hurried over to the woods. From afar, you could already see Luo Ye leaning casually against an old pagoda tree. Who knows how long he had been waiting for you, lazily twirling a piece of candy from his pocket with his fingers, radiating effortless nonchalance and total ease. You marched right up to him, jaw clenched, and threw down an unmistakable challenge to fight, your tone steeped in raw defiance and hostile fury. Yet before you could utter another word, Luo Ye suddenly raised an arm, his long reach locking firmly around your waist. With just a bit of force, he shoved you hard against the rough tree trunk, trapping you in an airtight kabedon. Leaning in slightly, his warm breath brushed past your ear. With a lazy, teasing chuckle, he spoke in a low murmur: "You walked right into this yourself, you know."
Seeming to hold the upper hand, his heart has long since surrendered.