Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Anya sat next to Leo, her initial calm long gone. Leo held her phone, checking if she had blocked him. Sure enough, he had been blocked!

Just then, a new message caught Leo's eye. Leaning back casually in his chair, he glanced up at his girlfriend, who was clearly distracted and looking guilty. He opened the chat labeled "Bill." "Who's Bill?" Leo suddenly asked in the study room.

A guy sitting nearby, as if answering a question in class, raised his hand, "That's me."

Leo put down Anya's phone and turned to look at the guy who had been studying closely with his girlfriend. "Oh, it's you. Got it."

Anya snatched her phone back, not happy. "Stop snooping through my phone."

Leo let it go, but Anya couldn't focus on studying anymore. She stood up, gathering her things. "Class president, class rep, I have something urgent to deal with. I'll come back tomorrow."

As she stormed out with her backpack, Leo jogged after her, wrapping an arm around her. "You mad?"

"Don't hug me."

Leo kept hugging her. "Didn't you say being in a relationship means hugging and kissing? Now I hug you, and you're not happy."

Anya said, "I just don't want you to hug me right now."

Seeing her anger, Leo changed the subject. "That guy talking with you, one's Bill. What's the other guy's name?"

"Not telling you."

"Why are you mad?

to be more jealous, to show he cared. "Leo, are

Leo's decision to kiss her and start a relationship was impulsive; otherwise, he wouldn't have regretted it afterward. Now, seeing him not even a bit

up in her eyes as she snatched her backpack

up. Outside, with his longer strides, he caught up with her. "What are you thinking? Get in the

misty with tears, her lips pressed down in sadness. She shook off

practically dragged her to the passenger seat, forcefully making her sit

Anya, sitting beside him, felt increasingly heartbroken. She raised her arm, covering her eyes, crying in distress. Leo turned

look for a job these next few days. I'll

job hunting. I don't need you to study with me; I just wanted your attention. But you don't care about

hotel. Upon reaching it, Leo dragged Anya upstairs. Inside, he threw her books

the back of her head. Their lips and teeth intertwined as he made her step backward until they reached the edge of the bed. Anya, not daring to move, tried to push him away, mumbling through

Leo swallowed, looking at Anya, who had stopped crying and was now just dazed.

pouted, shaking her

sat in front of her, and gestured to the end of the bed. "Sit down, let's

of the bed, her hands playing with the

asked, "So kissing you means I like you? Does sleeping with you mean I

pride surged.

her voice small. "That's not what