Si Zhengting felt feverish around his ears while looking at the girl across from him.
His gaze fell and he suddenly recalled the incident in high school when she spilled mushroom soup all over him.
He had left in fury and had expected her to stop chasing after him for a couple of days from the guilt and embarrassment. He was surprised to find a note from her when class started.
Her handwriting was all over the place, the characters were messy and varied in sizes. They were every bit as eccentric as the writer herself. It read:
Si Zhengting:
After what happened today, I realized that I need to learn martial arts to win you over! Rest assured, I won't get mushroom soup on you again next time!
Si Zhengting's eyes popped at the note.
How could a girl be so bold and determined!
