They chased each other onto the track, laughter nipping at heels like sparrows. The class already stood in crisp rows, straight as a rice field after rain.

“Report!” “Report!” One voice rang clear as a bell, the other sweet as syrup, and the PE teacher’s gaze snapped over like a spotlight.

“You two, now? Class started over five minutes ago.” His voice cracked like a whip, yet every stare drifted to them anyway, sliding to pale, slender legs and the way the tracksuits carved graceful lines.

“Whoa, adorable—and that figure in a PE uniform?!” The whispers rustled like wind in reeds.

“Those legs are gonna do me in!”

“I wanna hug them!” It was that same clown of a rich kid; his words had barely left his mouth before a rain of fists thudded down like hail.

Ou Xiangyang turned his head then, his look a nail driven straight toward Xiao Qianxue. From the corner of her eye, Little Loli felt the prickle of it and lifted her chin, their gazes meeting like crossed blades. For a heartbeat, he thought her golden pupils flashed with a blood-red glint, sharp as a knife, then it vanished like a splash in a lake.

“Hmph.” Little Loli cut her eyes away from the disgusting stare, cool as frost, and slipped to the very end of the line. Joanna drifted after her, slow as a cat, darting Ou Xiangyang a flicked glance as she passed. At about one-sixty tall, Joanna naturally stood to Little Loli’s right, who was only a shade shorter.

“Fine. Since you’ve stood like that, that’s your spot from now on,” the PE teacher said, voice steady as a metronome. “We’ll start with warm-ups, then the rest.”

“Phew, I’m wiped.” Joanna dropped onto the grass beside Little Loli with a soft thump, like a leaf landing. Little Loli paused mid-comb, gold hair spilling down her back like a waterfall.

“Mm? What is it, Nana?” she asked, knees drawn in like folded wings, pale calves hugged in both arms. Sunlight poured over the golden little beauty like honey—bright, warm, just right.

“Nana? Nana?” Xiaoxue’s tone thinned with concern, like a string pulled taut, when her bestie went blank-eyed.

“Ah—what’s up, Xiaoxue?” Joanna blinked back to herself and found that exquisite golden-haired Little Loli watching her, eyes clear as spring water.

“Aww, can’t help it—my Xiaoxue’s too cute.” Her laugh lilted like bells as she pushed the tiny thing back into the grass.

“Hey—Nana, what are you doing?” Little Loli’s voice bubbled like a startled bird. Joanna flowed with the momentum, settled on that light, grippable waist like a playful cat, then pinned Xiaoxue’s wrists to the ground in a swift snap.

Hair she’d just smoothed spilled again, bright threads across the green like scattered sunlight. “Nana, I mean it. If you keep fooling around, I’m ignoring you.” Her brows knit like willow leaves; a small storm gathered in her eyes.

“Really? Hm?” Joanna’s smile tilted wicked, like a crescent moon. She leaned in, slow as dusk falling.

“Don’t… don’t. People are watching…” Little Loli’s blush bloomed like peach petals, her scold soft and sweet. Joanna dipped and brushed a kiss quick as a dragonfly on water.

“Okay, okay, I’ll keep it measured.” She pinched Little Loli’s chin, teasing as a breeze.

“Mm—measured, huh? You’re pushing it even more!” Little Loli melted like soft candy in the heat, legs that had tried to kick free going limp in the grass.

Seeing her like that, Joanna let go, hands lifting like wings released, and stood. Around them, classmates had already set their books aside, watching from a distance like curious sparrows.

Flat on the ground, Little Loli felt the weight lift, but the weakness stayed, a sleepy tide in her limbs. “D-darn…” she mumbled, voice thready as smoke. A hand reached down like a branch, and Joanna’s voice followed, bright and bossy.

“Up you get, sleepyhead. Running test’s about to start. Line up, move.”

Borrowing Joanna’s help, Little Loli rose, light as a reed, and joined the queue. The instant she slipped into the crowd, her face cooled like ice on porcelain.

“Next group: Xiao Qianxue, Joanna!” The teacher’s call cracked across the field like a drumbeat.

They stepped to the line, toes kissing the chalk. “Seriously, you’re everywhere,” Little Loli muttered, a sigh like mist.

“Hee-hee. We didn’t see who’s faster earlier. Let’s settle it now.” Joanna stuck her tongue out, mischief shining like starlight.

“Hmph.” Little Loli tugged free her side ponytail, and smooth hair fell like a golden cascade. A soft “wow” rose behind them like a wave.

“That hair is unreal!”

“So jealous!”

For the test, Little Loli gathered her hair into a single ponytail braid, neat as a ribbon on a gift.

“Ready… run!” The teacher’s call fired, and the two of them shot out like arrows loosed from a taut bow.

At the launch, Little Loli’s chest tightened with a quick spark of surprise, then she acted, letting that keen, tracking vision skim Joanna’s start and tweak her own pace. What she saw jolted her—Joanna was fast, far past average, like a gust that bent the grass.

So Little Loli cracked open her speed, just a notch, like lifting a lid on a simmer. Result: in seconds, they blazed through a hundred meters, wind knifing their cheeks, the field streaking by in smears of green. Little Loli still crossed two bodies ahead, a slim lead, but a clear one.

Behind them, the teacher and students stood wide-eyed, faces like lanterns of surprise. “That speed… even top PE kids barely scrape that. How’d they do it…”

“Hah… hah… Xiaoxue, how can you be that fast…” Joanna panted, hands on the track like a runner catching shore after a wave, eyes locked on the Little Loli.

What stunned her: Little Loli stood calm as moonlight, not a breath out of place, as if the sprint were a stroll by a lotus pond. “Ah, it’s fine, it’s fine. Nana, you did great too.” Her laugh came easy, light as wind chimes.

Not simple, she thought, a cool line of certainty under her smile. That speed’s beyond ordinary girls—no, even athletic ones would strain. She’s not simple.

“I went all out, and you still breezed past. Total monster.” After a few breaths, Joanna rose, slow as a tide lifting.

“It’s nothing. Train more and you’ll be just like me.” Little Loli blinked, obedient as a kitten, but the sly curl on her lips gave her away.

“Ugh, you little imp—just wait till next time!” Joanna huffed, half fire, half laughter.

“Form up!” The PE teacher’s shout cracked like thunder, and the two Little Lolis swallowed their bickering and jogged back to line, neat as threads on a loom.

“Good work today, everyone. The blonde girl—remember to pick up the locker-room key. Dismissed!” He turned and strode off, and the students drifted away in twos and threes like birds at dusk.

Time slipped by like sand through fingers; in a blink, the final bell sang. Joanna tugged Little Loli to the gate, hand warm as a sunbeam.

“Xiaoxue, it’s the weekend tomorrow. Let’s hit the mall.” She ruffled that golden hair, and in the sunset it flashed like burning wheat.

“Sure. Call me, and we’ll pick a meeting spot.” Little Loli nodded, voice soft as tea steam.

“It’s a date. See you tomorrow.”

“See you.”