Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

I couldn't remember how long it had been since we last held hands and walked freely like this. We worked very hard to build our future, and luckily, our feelings for each other remained the same. "We're going to pick a present."

"What present? What's the special occasion?"

Colin froze and flicked my earlobe with his finger. "Do you have a goldfish memory?"

I massaged my tingly earlobe and replayed whatever happened these two days in my mind. The incident this morning quickly resurfaced.

Right, I was supposed to buy Jasmine a birthday present. We exchanged voice messages. I totally forgot about it. It was hard to remember when she was an insignificant part of my life. But hey, saying I had a goldfish memory was uncalled for. When did Colin learn to mock me? I had to retaliate.

the condescending look on his face. I retorted,

hold a special meaning to you. The Colin I know would never remember a thing

it was recess time. There

hands in public. Passersby would take a quick glance at our interlocked fingers, and I felt uneasy to be gawked at like an animal at the zoo. Furthermore, I was a student while he was a lecturer. We should keep a low profile.

up together. In a sense, one could say that we were childhood

now. A lecturer-student relationship was no longer a taboo. Many lecturers and teaching assistants were only a few years older than the students.

that was why our love story was well sung on campus, and other students envied us. However, that didn't mean we could do whatever we

me for a while in silence. Then, he grabbed my hand, weaved his fingers between mine, and dragged me out

reason for our failure came from inexperience. Colin,