AiLin's black hair scattered around his face, her body saddled on top of him as she had fallen right into his body. On the other hand, the young delinquent had his eyes as wide as the sun as he stared at the fairy that had rushed toward him and pushed him to the ground. He was far too shocked to react, only frozen in place as he stared at her large black eyes and those pink lips that were just a space away from his lips.
Their breaths brushed against each other's lashes, their warmth exchanged on each other's fingertips that were interlocked from the fall.
AiLin was too startled with what had happened, finding herself staring at the young man's face though it was weird.
Why can't she see his face? It was a blur. She was so certain he must have looked handsome, his eyes bore a certain warmth that oddly only shine towards her when she knew he would usually look at others with a cold glare.
Why was she sure of this when she can't see his face?
