"Hey, was that senior from our department just now? He's incredibly handsome, a rare sight to behold, a celestial level of attractiveness. I wonder if he has a girlfriend and if I could get his contact information."
"Definitely has one. Don't even think about it. Could someone that handsome be single? Didn't you see the girl by his side? She's obviously his girlfriend."
"Even if I just keep him on the list, that's fine..."
"Come on, he's the student council president, a very busy person. Do you think there's a spot for you on his list?"
"Shut up, you're annoying!!"
Student council president...
Aria took a deep breath, slowly pulling her thoughts back, quickened her pace, and soon disappeared into the anime base.
The light blue skirt traced an elegant arc in mid-air.
"Ryderoo, what are you looking at?"
Finn Alvarez moved the mineral water he just bought onto the table and casually threw him a bottle.
Ryder caught the water bottle, squinting his eyes.
Before him flashed the girl's deer-like gaze he inadvertently met just now, and the slightly flustered back figure at the corner.
Leaning half against the table, he casually pulled back his gaze, took a sip of water, and chuckled softly.
Lazily, as light as the breeze and clouds.
"A butterfly just flew past over there."
Timidly wanting to fly away quickly, yet insistent on perching on a branch, lightly tapping its beautiful wings and looking outward.
"Butterfly?"
Finn Alvarez followed his gaze but saw nothing.
Where would there be a butterfly at this time?
He clicked his tongue, idly took out his phone: "It's so hot today, don't be hallucinating. Are you sure it wasn't a dragonfly?"
Snort.
Ryder lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, ignoring the comment.
"..."
This glance, full of disdain and mockery, hit Finn Alvarez squarely, making his eyelids twitch fiercely. m.gΟиЪ.ōΓＧ
This guy, can't live without showing off.
Ryder pulled over a chair and sat down, slouching as if boneless, and slightly lifted his chin.
The direction was towards the cold, crisp ice on the table.
Finn Alvarez looked over: "..."
Then looked at Ryder.
Ryder, without changing expression, slowly pulled his chin back.
Ryder: "Ice."
Finn Alvarez: "..." Ice, your mother.
Ryder, with his eyelids drooping, bent his knuckles, and his slender, fair fingertips tapped the table impatiently: "Tsk."
After a while, Finn Alvarez, with a dark face, grabbed it and threw it directly over.
Ryder lowered his eyes, flicked the cigarette from his fingertips into a nearby trash can, and casually bit into the crisp ice.
Leaning back against the chair, he casually draped his long legs over the edge of the table, relaxing and leaning back, the wind under the tree shade ruffling his hair, wild and unrestrained.
He seemed to be on vacation rather than working.
Finn Alvarez couldn't bear to watch.
Look, the girls in the club are so busy they're sweating on their foreheads.
"You really know how to enjoy yourself," Finn Alvarez reached out and pulled a chair to sit down, then cursed with a smile, "Everyone outside is going crazy with work, and you, the real president, are hiding in the shade here for leisure."
"Go if you want to." Ryder raised his eyebrows and snorted. He leaned back, revealing his neck and Adam's apple, casual and carefree, his lazy look was bad to the bone, yet it was heart-itching.
Girls passing by couldn't help but be attracted to him, and exclamations suddenly arose.
Finn Alvarez kicked over in a bad mood: "Stop showing off."
Ryder threw a mineral water bottle back, squinting: "Don't want your legs anymore?"
The clouds covered some of the sun, and the wind picked up.
Aria climbed to the sixth floor and broke into a sweat again. The other three people in the dorm were there. After greeting them, she took her things and went into the bathroom.
After a refreshing shower and changing into her pajamas, she came out, and her roommates were chatting casually on the bed.
Harvard University has four-person dorm rooms.
The girls in the dorm are very easy to get along with, one is a local from Cambridge, Massachusetts, Aria and the other two are from out of town, girls from the south, beautiful, not tall, looking soft and gentle, their voices sound like water.
Hearing the sound, they subconsciously stopped the topic, turned their heads, and saw Aria coming out of the bathroom, they couldn't help but hold their breath.
The dorm room quieted down for a few moments.
After a few seconds of silence, their eyes lit up, and exclamations followed.
Aria stopped drying her hair, hesitated, stopped, and blinked blankly, not knowing whether to move or not for a moment.
She looked at them, pursed her lips, realizing that she might have come out at the wrong time and probably interrupted their chat.
During the year of repeating, Aria hardly communicated with others, let alone made new friends.
Senior year was busy with studies, and the repeat class was even more desperate. The unfamiliar environment made her not in the mood to make friends, only burying herself in studying, going to school, the cafeteria, and the dorm, three points in a line, until the college entrance examination ended, and she didn't remember a few names.
Her social status has been blank for too long, and she hasn't adjusted in a short time.
Aria felt at a loss.
She is not the type that people like at first sight and can even make people feel difficult to get along with.
Under the few seconds of strange silence, Aria's thoughts were chaotic and complex, but in the eyes of others, it was a real picture of a beauty coming out of the bath.
The girl's skin is very white, with a small melon seed face, the size of a palm, clean without a trace of blemish, clever and spirited apricot eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly when she was looked at, standing on the spot, her temperament is a bit cold, but the person is confused.
Like a little angel who suddenly fell.
It hit the soft spots of several girls hard.
Olivia is from Cambridge, Massachusetts, with a bold and generous personality. She casually jumped off the bed and bounced in front of Aria, reaching out to pinch Aria's face, then satisfyingly squinted her eyes and exclaimed, "Oh my God! Where did this little beauty come from!"
His, the touch is really good.
The other two girls also came over, squeezed Olivia aside, and gently poked Aria's face.
The girl's face is as soft as cotton candy.
Aria pinched her fingers, restrained the action of wanting to dodge, and did not move.
"Wow, baby, your skin is so good. I noticed you when you came in the afternoon," Sophie is the southern girl, with a round baby face, enviously looking at Aria, "I dream of being thin into a melon seed face."
"Hahaha, how cute your baby fat is!" Oli laughed and teased.
Sophie gave her a white look.
How can a beauty have baby fat!
Feeling the great goodwill from her roommates, Aria unconsciously relaxed, pursed her lips and smiled.
Her smile is very soft, curved, with a small tear mole at the end of her left eye, pure and a bit demon, sincerely said: "You are also good-looking."
A few people were instantly charmed.
Standing in place and being obediently abused, Aria was finally let go and returned to her desk, choosing bottles and jars of skin care, and the others had already returned to bed, continuing the unfinished topic.
"Wait, Ri-Ri seems to be from the same city as him," Olivia suddenly remembered something, supporting her chin, "Ri-Ri, which high school did you graduate from?"
Aria didn't listen to their chat, and casually answered when she heard the sound: "Trinity School."
"Trinity School?" Oli's eyes brightened, gossiping, "Do you know our school's student council president?"
"..."
How could she not know.
Aria's action of patting the toner on her face froze for a moment.