Chapter 3 : The First Kiss

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Wang Qing's POV

It's been a week since the class started. Everything went smoothly and that kid looked so cute like always every day. We have eight subjects this semester and I was in the same class with the kid on six subjects. How nice! But I think he wasn't happy at all.

I'm in the library with Jing Yu and my new friend, Yang Ye Ming. Ye Ming is Jing Yu's roommate. He was introduced to me when we had lunch in our first day at school. He is a cool boy and really smart. He is 16 years old, one year younger than us, but he is in the same year with us. I was always so amazed by the amount of food that he ate. This kid isn't normal either. Where is all the food gone?

I've got a new unique person in my friend list beside Jing Yu and Jian Yu (Is he even my friend yet?)

Oh. Jian Yu? He is coming to the library with a girl, one of our classmates in biology. Her name is Tiffany, from California if I'm not mistaken. They sit two tables in front of us. But they don't see us. They look so close. I think Jian Yu has started his girlfriend hunting now. Should I go there and greet him? I love to see his irritated face whenever I'm around. Okay, let's get going!

"Qing ge? Where are you going?" Ye Ming asked while lifting his head up.

"I just wanna greet my roommate," I said with a smirk, "It seems like he has a target for a lover."

Ye Ming just shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything else. Jing Yu just simply ignores me because he is too focused on reading his manga.

I'm going to Jian Yu's table slowly. Tiffany saw me first and she smiled at me. Jian Yu turned his back and he frowned as soon as he saw my face.

"What are you doing here?" He asked with a so-not-friendly manner, "Why did I always see you wherever I go? Are you stalking me?"

"What's the matter if I'm in the library? I'm here for a reading. And I'm so not stalking you, kid. Oh, hello there Tiffany. Good afternoon."

"Good day, Qing. It's good to see you. You have no class?" She asked with a wide smile.

"No, it's a personal study time now. What about you?"

"It's the same for us too. You guys are so cute bickering like that. You must be so close to each other," Tiffany said while looking back and forth to me and Jian Yu.

"Yes, that's right. We are close to each other because we are roommate. Hahahaha..." I replied with a big grin. Jian Yu also laughed but I know he didn't mean it.

"I'm going back to my chair. My friends are waiting for me there," I said pointing to Jing Yu and Ye Ming. "It's almost 12:30 now, do you wanna join us for lunch?"

Tiffany said yes but Jian Yu said no at the same time. Tiffany forced Jian Yu to come with us. He gave up and finally said that he will come. I went back to my table with a happy feeling.

Dayu's POV

"It's almost 12:30 now, do you wanna join us for lunch?" Wang Qing asked me and Tiffany to join him.

Like hell I would! Why all of a sudden he become so good to me? What is he planning? Does he try to trick me so that I would trust him and at the end he will laugh at me because of my own stupidity? Or is it because of Tiffany? I heard an issue that Wang Qing is a player. He always has a lot of fans since middle school. He changed lover almost every month. I don't know whether it's true or not but he seems like it. Tiffany forced me to join them. I had no choice but to agree.

It's only one week since we start our school life but I've already heard that there are three girls confessing their feelings to Wang Qing. Surprisingly, Wang Qing rejected all of them. Maybe it's because he likes Tiffany? Please don't. I like Tiffany since the first time I saw her in biology class. She is so smart and charming. I would make her mine. If I have to compete with Wang Qing, I don't know whether I could win or not. I have to admit that he is more handsome than me. He is more of everything than me in any way possible and I hate that fact. He has all the qualities to be a player. We never have a good relationship to begin with but I hope we would never be an enemy either.

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