Kang Jian felt like unfortunate collateral damage.
It had all started when he read one of Su Xiaomo's comics at school. He Jiayu had made a casual "it looks pretty nice" remark and Kang Jian had bragged about it right away. "Sister Mo drew this! Isn't she awesome?"
He Jiayu blinked and struck up a conversation, smiling amiably the entire time.
Before Kang Jian knew it, he had given out all of Su Xiaomo's pseudonyms.
Kang Jian shuddered at the machete emoji in the message, not doubting for a second that Su Xiaomo had meant it when she said she was going to kick his ass.
"I'm so sorry! Sister Mo, forgive me!"
"Now, Worthless Kang, pick one. Do you want to be chopped up or fried?"
"I… I'll do it myself! See you on the rooftop!" Kang Jian went offline and played dead after sending that out.
Feeling hopeless, Su Xiaomo banged her forehead on the desk. She was going to do it again when a pair of open palms were laid flat on the desk.
