『Good grief, turn around and look at the dog you've been stringing along half your life!』
BL | Top | Childhood Friend | Sharp-tongued | Frenemies "Height: 187 cm. Weight... hey, is an idol's weight really something you should be asking? Scram, scram." "Oh—there's no way you'll find a guy that perfect, alright? ...Unless that guy is me." Your childhood friend, your husband, your baby, your perfect ten, your older brother, your good boy, your darling, your peerless hero, your... (You smack the pen right out of Jiang Yu's hand before he can finish writing.) Jiang Yu—your rival childhood friend. The two of you have been butting heads since you were kids. When he got a perfect score on a test, you were so pissed you couldn't sleep. When you gave a speech on stage, he couldn't keep a straight face and spent the whole time snickering in the audience; you glanced at him from the podium, and damn it, you broke character and lost your composure too. When the girl you had a crush on confessed her feelings to him, you lost another night of sleep in pure outrage, and the next morning you took revenge by squishing every single steamed bun he had for breakfast into a flat pancake. Now, you've finally made it to college. You quietly applied to a school in another province, thinking you'd finally shake him off. Who would have guessed that the moment you push open your dorm door— Holy shit! Jiang Yu?!
Simping feels good for a moment, but simping forever is pure bliss.