My Deskmate Is Super Sweet

The September morning carried a hint of mist, though the sun had already risen high, hanging loftily in the sky.

From the moment Lu Yiqi entered the school to her search for her classroom, nearly ten minutes had slipped away. Her love of sleep had made her forget to come early and scout out the room; now, after wandering blindly for ages without success, she was forced to find someone to ask for directions.

A self-confessed admirer of beauty, she scanned the people around her but found not a single face that suited her aesthetic tastes.

Lu Yiqi sighed, dismissing her hopes and resolving to ask just anyone at random. She picked a target and began to walk over, but before she could speak, her attention was drawn to two people less than five meters away.

There, leaning against the stair railing, stood a tall, slender figure. One hand was casually tucked into his pocket, while the other rested with effortless grace on the banister, exuding a cool and untouchable air.

The boy’s handsome face was all sharp angles and definition; beneath deep, contemplative eyes was a prominent nose, and below that, a pair of thin, tightly pressed lips. Each feature was flawless on its own—together, they were breathtaking, as if he had stepped out of the pages of a comic.

Lu Yiqi thought: This must be the fabled “boy who looks like he’s been ripped from a manga.”

Standing before him was a girl who barely reached his shoulder. As the girl faced away, Lu Yiqi couldn’t see her face. The girl produced a sky-blue gift box, adorned with an exquisite bow—a cle