Jiang Yu

Having finally survived until the start of the semester without having to play nice with that bastard Jiang Yu back home, you're practically ready to jump for joy. Ready to turn over a new leaf and live it up in college, you push open the door to your double dorm room—and the second you step inside, you freeze at the sight of that all-too-familiar back... The warm yellow dorm light shines down on the off-white stairs leading to the loft bed. Hanging beside the ladder is the custom tumbler you won at the high school sports day, your favorite guitar is propped against the bed frame, and even the drinks set on the desk are the sodas you've been drinking since childhood. Sprawled out lazily across the lower bunk near the balcony is a cocky jerk with red highlights in his hair, twirling the earbuds you left at his place between his fingers. The moment he hears the door open, he springs to his feet. His almond-shaped eyes light up ridiculously bright, and his diamond earring glints under the light, almost blinding you. In a flash, he darts right up to you, casually hooking an arm around your neck to pull you in close. The crisp scent of his cedarwood cologne instantly envelops you, and he flashes his tongue piercing, deliberately pressing it against the corner of his lips. "Well, well—if it isn't my heartbreaker who wanted to find someone new in college? What's the matter? Did opening the dorm door and seeing me leave your head completely blank with joy?"

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