The soda can grazed past Lin Cen's ear and hit the wall behind him, making a loud "gong" sound.
"Holy shit——"
Startled, Lin Cen instinctively turned and scowled, ready to blurt out a stream of curses. But then he saw a girl standing in the doorway and the pending expletives instantly evaporated into thin air.
Lin Wei was all too familiar with the name—Lin Cen.
More familiar even than the names of her high school classmates that she had spent three years with.
She had always been curious about what kind of person Lin Cen really was, and now she finally had the chance to meet him.
He was just as she had imagined, tall, thin, with sharply chiseled features. This gave him a slightly intimidating demeanor.
And this made him the type who would be popular among the girls at school— a good student, yet notoriously good at fighting.
While Lin Wei was sizing him up, Lin Cen also gave her a quick once-over.
