Part 1The Secret Diary of My Obsessive Crush

I found the secret diary of the gloomy straight-A student.

【Today was the physics final. The Rice Ball girl sat right in front of me. Her neck is so long and white, I really want to strangle it and kiss it.】

【Dreamt she was dancing last night. Can I capture her and make her dance for me alone?】

【The Rice Ball girl came to ask me a question today. Her hair kept brushing against my arm, it tickled so much I almost lost control.】

【That guy next door always comes to find her, and she even smiles at him. I really want to dump his body somewhere and then lock her up.】

【Accidentally brought the Rice Ball girl home. I'm enduring it to the point of madness.】

【Saw the Rice Ball girl licking an ice cream. Spiritually possessing the ice cream with my mind.】

Reading this diary made my face burn and my heart race. I quickly put the diary back where I found it.

The straight-A student usually looks cold and ascetic, didn't expect him to be such a pervert behind the scenes.

This Rice Ball girl is too pitiful.

Until I returned to my seat, I still had lingering fears.

At this time, the straight-A student, Julian Thorne, walked over: "Student Summer, I bought an extra rice ball, here you go."

Huh?

Seeing my face full of confusion, Julian flicked my forehead casually: "Don't you always eat rice balls? Rice Ball girl."

Rice Ball girl?

Me: ??

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My family wasn't well off, and my mom didn't allow me to turn on the AC during the day.

Summer in City A was scorching, with temperatures soaring to 38 degrees Celsius (over 100°F).

Helpless, I ran to the park every day to cool off.

After encountering the high-cold straight-A student Julian Thorne riding past in the park for the fifth time, and our eyes meeting...

He spoke first: "Hey, student, are you from our school?"

Dude, that's a bit presumptuous.

We've been in the same class for a year.

"Monitor, we're in the same class. I'm Summer Meng."

As an introvert, I answered softly.

"I'm face-blind, can't remember people. What are you doing here?"

"Cooling off."

Julian was silent for a few seconds after hearing my answer, then slowly said: "If you keep cooling off like this, you'll get heatstroke. It's almost forty degrees today."

"My family... doesn't allow me to turn on the AC."

My face felt slightly hot.

Inferiority and sensitivity almost made me lose my voice.

When I said this, I saw Julian's eyes light up. He seemed very... happy?

A sense of superiority because I'm poor?

I was a little unhappy.

"Then come to my house. My AC is on 24 hours a day."