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

more jealous, to show he cared. "Leo, are you with me because I'm always there for

otherwise, he wouldn't have regretted it afterward. Now, seeing him not even a bit jealous when she studied with another guy made

her eyes as she snatched her backpack and

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

down in sadness. She shook off

passenger seat, forcefully making

summer heat. Anya, sitting beside him, felt increasingly heartbroken. She raised her arm, covering her eyes, crying

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 still don't get it by

you to study with me; I just wanted your

Leo dragged Anya upstairs. Inside, he threw her books on a nearby dresser and, without a word, pulled her close

as he

resistance, Leo stopped. After the kiss, Leo swallowed, looking at

pouted, shaking

sat in front of her, and gestured to the end

the edge of the bed, her hands playing with the hem of

I like you? Does sleeping with

pride surged.

voice small. "That's not what