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At Mono University, one name is on everyone's lips. People talk about him constantly, and for good reason.
He is the top-ranked scholar, a powerhouse on the Student Council, a Class President, and a professional model. It sounds like a movie, right? That guy is Pooh Krittin. Every guy at Mono U burns with jealousy because, no matter where Pooh goes, the girls' attention follows him like a magnet.
The tension finally snapped when one student reached his breaking point. His three-year relationship had ended for a reason that played on a loop in his head:
"I fell in love with Senior Pooh at first glance! It was love at first sight! I'm breaking up with you!"
Blinded by humiliation, the guy waited at the school gates. The second Pooh arrived, he lunged, aiming a desperate punch at Pooh's stomach. But Pooh didn't flinch.
With the cold precision of an athlete, he caught the guy's wrist and twisted it behind his back.
The guy let out a scream of pure agony.
"Rule Number Seven: Unsanctioned physical altercations on school grounds are strictly prohibited," Pooh stated flatly.
He began dragging the struggling student toward the Principal's office. Before disappearing inside, he paused to cast a freezing glare at the crowd of students who had their phones out.
"Rule Number Eight: Recording individuals involved in disciplinary incidents without their consent is a violation of privacy. Stop filming and go back to your classes. There is nothing to see here," he said coldly.
That incident served as a permanent warning: crossing Pooh Krittin is a very bad mistake.
Despite his icy reputation, girls still confess to him daily. Even though they know they have zero chance, they can't help themselves. This constant cycle of rejection fueled a persistent rumor-that Pooh is already secretly dating someone-though no one has ever found a shred of proof.
The reality was simpler: Pooh had absolutely no interest in anyone.
Until he saw h