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."

you mad? I'm not even

around, and looked at Leo, even angrier now. She realized she wanted him to be more jealous, to show he cared. "Leo, are you with me

start a relationship was impulsive; otherwise, he wouldn't have regretted it afterward. Now, seeing him not even a bit

snatched her backpack and ran out of

longer strides, he caught up

misty with tears, her lips pressed down in sadness. She shook off Leo's hand, refusing

firmly grabbed her hand and practically dragged her to the passenger seat, forcefully making her sit down. "Sit tight,

the summer heat. Anya, sitting beside him, felt increasingly heartbroken. She raised her arm, covering her eyes, crying in distress. Leo turned around, seeing his

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 review. If

you're busy, preparing for grad school and job hunting. I don't need you to study with me; I just wanted your

to the hotel. Upon reaching it, Leo dragged Anya upstairs. Inside, he threw her books on a nearby dresser and, without a word, pulled

waist, the other holding 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

stopped. After the kiss, Leo swallowed, looking at Anya, who had stopped

pouted, shaking her

front of her, and gestured to the end of the

obediently sat at the edge of the bed, her

like you? Does sleeping with

pride

at Leo, her voice