"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!!!"
The school bell rang. Another day of classes ended. On his first day back, Xia Chuan Yuan had muddled through uneventfully.
Today, Xia Chuan Yuan finally grasped what it meant to be a superstar, to receive idol-level treatment—a first for him.
As soon as class ended, hordes of girls swarmed Xia Chuan Yuan. It was a sea of people. Even using the restroom became troublesome. He felt eyes on his back, making it impossible to go in peace.
His desk drawer and shoe locker overflowed with pink envelopes. Just because he’d changed his appearance today, everyone seemed to know Xia Chuan Yuan was drop-dead gorgeous.
Naturally, some suspected he’d had plastic surgery. His looks were enough to spark jealousy in any guy. They’d pick fights—it was normal. Meeting someone handsomer, taller, and richer bred envy. People resorted to petty tricks: showing off, spreading rumors. At his age, Xia Chuan Yuan shouldn’t have to endure such gossip.
Then, Xia Chuan Yuan’s fan club—which had formed overnight—dug up his old photos. Compared to now, his facial features hadn’t changed much. After wearing long hair and glasses for so long, who knew how he’d turn out? This silenced his haters, forcing them to find other flaws to attack.
Overnight, the once-unknown Xia Chuan Yuan became a shining superstar! Sakurano High, formerly an all-girls school, had far more girls than boys. That was the perfect breeding ground for his popularity.
Ordinary people might fear this, struggle to adapt, or feel shy. But Xia Chuan Yuan had lived two lives. What hadn’t he seen? These storms were just waves to ride. Why fear? Xia Chuan Yuan thrived on riding waves, always with a big heart.
After school, Xia Chuan Yuan began his duties as labor committee member. Thanks to yesterday’s incident, he’d gained authority from Tsurumi Misuzu’s arrangements! He couldn’t quit the role, but he could assign tasks freely.
Girls never objected to his orders. Boys sometimes did. With more girls than boys, he paired them up: boys and girls in twos, leftover girls in one group. He placed mixed pairs in the middle. Problem solved. Boys acted gentlemanly before girls. Girls stayed ladylike before Xia Chuan Yuan. Each kept the other in check.
After school, Matsushima Ryo and Tamaki Taichi actually invited Xia Chuan Yuan to join a new club. But he refused, citing his duty to supervise classmates. He didn’t want rumors painting the three of them as gay. Let Ryo and Taichi be labeled that way—fine. But three handsome guys together? They’d be seen as gay—no, as BL material.
Sakurano High dismissed early, leaving time for club activities. School was out, but it was still early.
Xia Chuan Yuan figured his house was close. Living alone, he wasn’t rushed. Staying longer was fine.
"See you, Xia Chuan Yuan-kun!"
Xia Chuan Yuan bid farewell to the two girls on duty. Their enthusiasm overwhelmed him slightly. But the classroom was clean, so cleaning finished quickly. He saw them off.
He played on his phone in class, reading manga and light novels. Absorbing the school’s studious aura made him feel fulfilled. Playing phone games here was the true path—this fusion was real learning.
Xia Chuan Yuan checked the time. Time to head home. He’d stayed long enough. He’d absorbed enough scholarly vibes—no need for more.
Just then, the classroom door opened. The action instantly drew Xia Chuan Yuan’s gaze.
His eyes shot to the entrance. Two beauties stood there. The left one had waist-length, straight black hair. About 162cm tall, she wore Sakurano High’s formal uniform: a knee-length skirt and black stockings, accentuating her graceful figure.
Her face had delicate features, radiating youthful energy. Light makeup made her look captivating, like a female idol—breathtaking. Her skin was baby-smooth, fair with a rosy glow, flawlessly tender. Paired with moist, crimson lips, her face seemed angelic.
Xia Chuan Yuan recognized her. Mizuki Miyabi, the freshman representative. He’d seen her speak at yesterday’s ceremony. He recalled Matsushima Ryo or Tamaki Taichi mentioning she was their junior high underclassman.
The beauty to Miyabi’s right was unfamiliar. She had slightly wavy hair and light makeup. A classic oval face, with exquisite, petite features. Her bright, sparkling eyes darted around, mesmerizing and filled with indescribable tenderness.
She wore Sakurano High’s uniform. The skirt hugged her slender, long legs, accentuating curves too mature for her age.
This girl matched Miyabi in beauty.
Xia Chuan Yuan was puzzled. Why visit him? He shouldn’t know them.
The girls entered. Spotting Xia Chuan Yuan, their eyes lit up. They walked straight to his seat.
Xia Chuan Yuan realized: they’d targeted him.
As they approached, he spoke first:
"Ah, underclassman Mizuki Miyabi, and the beauty beside you—you’re from our school too, judging by your uniform. But we don’t know each other, right? Why come to me? As the saying goes, ‘No one visits the temple without reason.’ You must have ulterior motives!"
