Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Although Estrella was shocked, she maintained her composure. She had encountered Silas before; he appeared just as she remembered, with his casual short hair and ever-present, carefree smile. But she never anticipated that these two seemingly unrelated people would become entangled in such a trivial matter.

"Why are you in a hurry to say sorry? Weren't you adamant that you hadn't stepped on her?" Silas questioned, his tone laced with skepticism.

The culprit began to perspire nervously. "I started to doubt whether I had stepped on her because I didn't feel anything. Considering how slim she is and how thin her wrist is, it's possible that I didn't notice." "Oh?" Silas's gaze shifted to Estrella's wrist. After a moment's contemplation, he approached and carefully examined her wrist.

It was rare for a man to touch Estrella because of her charm and aloofness. The male students in class rarely teased her.

But Silas was different because he was fearless.

sent a jolt through

me?" Silas asked, noticing her trembling

Estrella's reaction was more a result of shyness than fear, though she wouldn't admit it. Their interaction seemed romantic, stirring

and Estrella, hastily apologized

was the first time such rumors had surfaced about him having a girlfriend. That rumor spread for a few days, but no one refuted

note on Silas's desk, asking if he wanted to be her boyfriend. Silas accepted her proposal, and they became a couple, sharing a kiss under

feeling somewhat detached from the youthful and innocent romance portrayed in

had a knack for storytelling, drawing in over five million readers in just

interest in their romance surged, a mysterious organization called Silas Esti Love emerged. However, not everyone was supportive; former fans of Silas and Celine criticized Estrella, accusing her of being a