"...so fragrant! She definitely sprayed perfume, and it's quite a high-end one."
"What an outstanding social technique! The fat guy is definitely sunk. He can't outplay her."
"Hmm..."
"It's not nice to open other people's letters."
"Anyone with a bit of morality, a bit of quality, shouldn't open someone else's love letter."
Talking to himself, he opened the envelope, pulled out the letter inside, and unfolded it to look.
"But I'm not just looking."
"I'm worried about my buddy being deceived."
"That woman doesn't look like a good person..."
(Dear.)
(Hello.)
(I've thought for a long time about this confession...)
After three lines,
Chen Yu couldn't read any further, disgustingly putting the letter back, "Gross, what kind of proper girl starts with 'dear'? If he's going to be fooled, so be it."
"Chen Yu, you're early today," the long-ponytailed female class president entered the classroom, greeting Chen Yu enthusiastically.
