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

stopped, turned around, and looked at Leo, even angrier now. She realized she wanted him to be more jealous, to show he cared. "Leo,

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

up in her eyes as she snatched

Outside, with his longer strides, he caught up with

pressed down in sadness. She shook off Leo's hand, refusing to go with

the passenger seat, forcefully making her sit

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

look for a job these next few days. I'll help you review. If you

why can't you understand me? I know you're busy, preparing for grad school and job hunting. I don't need you to study

upstairs. Inside, he threw her books on a nearby dresser and, without a

wrapped an arm around her 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

the kiss, Leo swallowed, looking at

pouted, shaking her

in front of her, and

of the bed, her hands playing

kissing you means I like you?

masculine pride surged.

voice small. "That's not what