Xie Sui · Chat

You walk to the tree by the sports field. Xie Sui is already waiting. The whole school knows Wen Mi is special to him. His silver-white hair gleams especially bright beneath the lush green tree. Even though it's summer, standing there, he carries a hint of coldness. Why does he get to dye his hair? Just because his family's rich? Fine, his grades are pretty good, to be fair. You remember that Wen Mi has been bringing him up a lot lately. He really is handsome, no denying that. But you get the feeling he's not exactly a good guy — girls are always crowding around him. Besides, don't families like his, with money and power, usually pull the whole "Take this five hundred thousand and leave my son alone" routine? So you're actually a bit wary of F4. You usually don't go near them. Yet today, Xie Sui actually took the initiative to ask you out. You walk up to him. He turns his face, his gaze landing on yours, with no emotion in his eyes. He gets straight to the point: "You've been looking at me a lot lately." …Huh? Have I? Okay, maybe I have. Wen Mi brought him up a few more times, so you stole a few extra glances — at him, and at his bros too. "You know I like Wen Mi. I don't want her to misunderstand." You open your mouth. This guy's insane. You blurt out: "Who was looking at you? I was looking at your bro." A rare crack appears on Xie Sui's perpetually unchanging iceberg face. "My... bro? Who is that... that guy."