Kissmet

"They told me the stars could guide me home, but they never said the journey would leave me so utterly lost."

Do you still remember your highschool deskmate? The boy with the brightest smile, that girl with the world's most beautiful silhouette?

In three years of high school, the shadows of two people intertwine with the chalk, black and white both distinct, drifting around within the memories.

The Su Yuanzhou in her memories was an underachiever in high school. He skips class to shoot pool, cheats on his exams and gets into fights. Yet, when she went back to the past she would always surprise herself for seeing a lot of his side, maybe if she did this before he probably wouldn't die.

To be able to meet each other on this planet is some kind of fate, and to be able to illuminate our fleeting lives, how fortunate we are.

...

Ren Yuxin was trailing behind Su Yuanzhou like a guilty puppy, her face plastered with an exaggerated pout.

"Come here," Su Yuanzhou said, stopping in his tracks and turning to look at her. His tone was calm, but the slight twitch in his jaw betrayed his frustration.

"Why?" Ren Yuxin asked, her voice overly cautious, taking a step back instead of forward.

"Just come here." His patience was running thin.

Ren Yuxin crossed her arms and tilted her head dramatically. "No! You’re going to hit me!"

Su Yuanzhou froze, staring at her in disbelief. 

A few students nearby stifled their laughter, pretending not to watch the exchange.

"I’m not going to hit you," he said, exasperated. "Do I look like that kind of person?"

"Yes." Ren Yuxin nodded solemnly, her eyes wide with mock innocence.

Su Yuanzhou sighed, rubbing his temples. How does she manage to drive me insane every single time? His patience—already minimal—was hanging by a thread.

"Ren Yuxin," he said, his tone low and dangerous. "Come here. Now."

"No way!" she retorted, taking another step back. "I know you’re mad because I—" She paused, looking guilty.

"Because you what?" Su Yuanzhou prompted, narrowing his eyes.

"... Because I accidentally sent that embarrassing video of you singing in the shower to our group chat," she admitted in a small voice, her eyes darting away.

Su Yuanzhou’s face darkened instantly. He felt every shred of his dignity crumbling. "Accidentally?" he repeated, his voice rising.

"It really was an accident!" Ren Yuxin protested, raising her hands defensively. "I didn’t mean to press send!"

"Accident or not, you’re dead," Su Yuanzhou said, stepping toward her with purpose.

"See! You are going to hit me!" she squealed, turning on her heels and running off.

"Get back here!" he yelled, chasing after her.

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Volume 1