Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

When they finally left, it felt like ages had passed.

Leo held Anya's hand as they walked away, glancing at the identical dolls. "Why do I feel like they're twins?" he mused.

Anya just smiled, saying nothing.

Leo parked the car by the side of the road and took Anya for a stroll. "Stop sulking with those dolls. There's a toy shop ahead. Let's get some partners for these 'twins." Anya's eyes lit up. "Chad, you're really going to get them partners?"

In the past, a typical boyfriend would never join her in such a childish endeavor. But today, something was different-Chad seemed to have had a revelation.

At the toy shop, Anya wandered around, her love for fluffy toys evident since childhood. It didn't take long for her to pick out two favorites.

When she turned to find Leo, he was holding a big, smoke-grey teddy bear.

At the checkout, Leo added the big grey bear to their purchases. Anya asked, "Chad, why are you buying that?"

Leo grinned. "It's for my partner."

After paying with his phone, Leo stuffed the big grey bear into Anya's arms. "Here you go, partner. Hold it tight." Being called "partner" made Anya's face bloom with a sweet smile.

"Chad, how did you know I like big bears?"

Leo tried to play it cool. "That's a secret."

on, tell

you listen to me, I'll tell

Anya eagerly nodded.

from your dorm, I noticed the

me how?" Anya

"Cute and soft."

arm.

his friend Molly. "Men, don't just play tough. If you love someone, say it. Keeping it to yourself won't give the girl a sense of security.

bustling streets, Leo continued, "I remember more than just that. Your water bottle has a bear cover; your pen has a bear cap; your winter pajamas have bear ears on the hood; even your phone case has

bled. You were in pain, so you wrapped it with a band-aid and drew a bear on it... With so many signs, how could I not know you love bears? I could tell with my eyes closed." Anya,

change in her voice, Leo turned and saw Anya's teary eyes. "Hey, don't cry! No crying allowed." He silently cursed that Molly hadn't

claw machine to dab at Anya's tears. "I

was always attentive to her, yet Anya couldn't understand why he

some boys, their first love is a learning experience. They need their girlfriend to guide them. Chad and she were just two people growing together. Anya didn't want a boyfriend who had been "pre-trained" by someone else. It was her first time being a girlfriend too. As long as they found their own way to

deeply, willing to sacrifice much, but they just don't know how to show

he didn't always know how. Though he might tease her

little detail but rarely spoke about it. When asked, he could accurately recall her preferences. His stereotypical insensitivity, in her eyes, represented responsibility and

back seat, arranging

back. "Anya, why are you putting them in my car?

grey bear now. These four in the back will show everyone

know Chad has a girlfriend, huh? Why not hang a big bouquet on the front of my car so people think I'm married?" Anya giggled. "That wouldn't work; you can't hang