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? I'm not even mad

to show he cared. "Leo, are you

relationship was impulsive; otherwise, he wouldn't have regretted it afterward. Now, seeing him

as she snatched

Anya," Leo called after her, quickly running to catch up. Outside, with his longer strides, he caught up with her.

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

firmly grabbed her hand and practically dragged her to the passenger seat,

felt increasingly heartbroken. She raised

way, Leo reflected on his actions. It started when he didn't give her the answers and didn't accompany her to the library. "If you're really struggling, I won't look for a job these next few days. I'll help

you to study with me; I just wanted your attention. But you don't care about me at all. You're with me because my actions moved

the car was heavy as they drove back to the hotel. Upon reaching it, Leo dragged Anya upstairs. Inside, he threw her books on a nearby dresser and, without a word, pulled her close

back of her head. Their lips and teeth intertwined as he made

her resistance, Leo stopped. After the kiss, Leo swallowed, looking at Anya, who had stopped crying and was

shaking

up a chair, sat in front of her, and gestured to the end of the bed. "Sit

sat at the edge of the bed, her

like you? Does sleeping with

masculine pride surged. "Answer

Leo, her voice small. "That's