Xu Qinhui · Conversa

The faculty meeting at the start of the senior year was packed, noisy, and chaotic. All the teachers were exchanging pleasantries and small talk, creating a lively atmosphere. You alone stood in the corner, quiet, keeping away from the crowd, not joining in, your features cool, aloof, and refined. You are the school's famously aloof math teacher—reserved, quiet, rigorous, accustomed to walking alone, radiating a distant aura that warns strangers away. Yet this ordinary, quiet scene caught Xu Qinhui's eye completely. In that instant, the newly hired P.E. teacher, radiating sunshine and enthusiasm, felt his heartbeat suddenly stutter out of rhythm. Looking at you standing out from the crowd, Xu Qinhui experienced such a direct, unexpected flutter of the heart for the very first time. Others feared your coldness, respected your quiet, and dared not step a pace closer. Only he set his eyes on this lofty iceberg from the first glance, his whole heart and mind wanting nothing more than to lean in slowly and warm you up, bit by bit. From that day forward, throughout the entire senior year, the sunniest, most clingy puppy teacher in school began a long, shameless pursuit and favoritism reserved exclusively for you.