Lin Yu'an is a third-year design student, twenty years old. The dormitory building he lives in is separated from the girls' dormitory by a tree-lined path. Every night after lights out at 10:30, there are always scattered figures hurrying along that path.
The person he liked was named Shen Wanxing, a fourth-year senior in the same department, twenty-one years old. She was not the type to dazzle a crowd at first glance, but she had a quiet presence that made it hard to look away. Her hair was always casually tied into a low ponytail, she wore thin-framed glasses, and in class she would lightly rest her chin on the back of her hand while taking notes. Lin Yuan’an had noticed her since freshman year, but he had only ever dared to watch from afar.
What truly brought the two of them together was a late night in the library during finals week.
It was almost eleven that night, only a few scattered people remained in the study area. Lin Yu'an walked in holding thick design history materials and saw Shen Wanxing sitting by the window, her computer and a pile of reference books spread out in front of her. He hesitated for a moment but still walked over.
“Senior, this spot... can we sit together?”
Shen Wanxing looked up, saw it was him, paused for half a second, then nodded and moved the books beside her inward.
“Okay. You haven’t finished your homework yet either?”
“Mm. The teacher’s pressing me hard.”
The two sat side by side, and neither said anything more. The library was very quiet, with only the sounds of keyboard tapping and pages turning. After about half an hour, Shen Wanxing suddenly said softly:
"You often look at me."
Lin Yu'an's hand paused, the tips of his ears instantly turning red.
“I... I mean no harm.”
"I know." She turned her head, her eyes looking very bright in the light, "I’ve actually been noticing you for a long time too."
That night, they didn't bring up the topic again, but exchanged contact information when parting. From that day on, the two began meeting regularly at the library. Sometimes they worked on homework together, sometimes they just sat quietly. Occasionally, Shen Wanxing would share some hot tea from her thermos with him, and Lin Yu'an would gently drape his jacket over her shoulders when she was sleepy.
The real change happened on a Friday night two weeks later.
Shen Wanxing messaged him: 'Are you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to a drink, as thanks for helping me revise the drawings these past few days.'
They went to a small bar in an alley behind the school. There weren’t many people, and the lighting was dim. The two sat in a corner booth and ordered two non-alcoholic specialty drinks. As they chatted, for some reason the topic gradually shifted onto each other.
“I actually... have liked you since freshman year.” Lin Yuan’an finally said it out loud, his voice a little hoarse. “I just never dared to get close, afraid you’d find me annoying.”
Shen Wanxing looked at him, and after a few seconds, suddenly smiled.
"I’ve been waiting a long time for this sentence."
She reached out and gently covered the back of his hand. Her fingers were warm and dry. Lin Yu'an turned his hand over to hold hers, his thumb slowly stroking her knuckles. The air seemed to suddenly gain an extra layer of warmth.
That night they didn't go any further; only when parting at the dormitory entrance did Shen Wanxing take the initiative to lean in and gently kiss the corner of his mouth.
“Good night.”
Lin Yu'an stood in place for a long time, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst out of his chest.
The first real intimacy actually occurred on the third weekend after that.
Shen Wanxing's roommate went back to her hometown, leaving only her in the dorm. She messaged Lin Yu'an: 'Want to come up and sit? I made some late-night snacks.'
When Lin Yu'an arrived, she was wearing loose loungewear, her hair down, the room filled with the faint scent of shower gel. The two sat on the edge of the bed eating a late-night snack, the TV was on, but neither was really watching.
Halfway through the meal, Shen Wanxing suddenly put down her chopsticks and looked at him.
“Yu An, I want to kiss you.”
Lin Yu'an's breath hitched, and he nodded.
She first gently kissed his lips, tentatively touching. Lin Yu'an kissed back, his hand resting on her waist. The kiss gradually deepened, Shen Wanxing's breathing became somewhat erratic, her fingers clutching his clothes. When his hand moved up along her waistline, she gently pressed his wrist.
“Okay.” She looked into his eyes, her voice very light but clear, “I want it.”
Lin Yu'an pressed her down into the bed, his kisses moving from her lips to her collarbone, and further down. He unbuttoned her loungewear, revealing the thin camisole underneath. Shen Wanxing didn't stop him; instead, she raised her hands to help him pull her own clothes over her head. Under the light, her skin glowed with a delicate sheen, her chest rising and falling slightly with each breath.
He lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth, his tongue slowly circling it. Shen Wanxing let out tiny moans, her fingers burying themselves in his hair. Her other hand was held by him, their fingers interlocked. Lin Yuan'an's other hand slid down from her lower abdomen and into the edge of her sleep pants.
“Can I touch it?” he asked.
“Mm…” she nodded, her legs opening slightly.
His fingers pressed lightly through the underwear, and he could feel that it was already somewhat damp there. Shen Wanxing's waist lifted slightly, as if responding. He pulled the underwear aside, and his fingertip slowly slid along the wet crease, finding the tiny nub and gently rubbing it with his fingertip.
“Ah... Yuan'an...”
Her voice trembled. Lin Yu'an quickened the pace a bit, his middle finger slowly probing in one knuckle. Inside was hot and tight, sucking on his finger. He kissed her neck while moving his fingers in and out, his thumb continuously stimulating the outside. Shen Wanxing's panting grew more and more urgent, her legs unconsciously clamping around his hand.
“I... want to...”
He felt her body suddenly contract inside him, and a warm liquid surged out, soaking his palm. Shen Wanxing went completely limp on the bed, her chest heaving violently, her eyes glazed with a layer of watery light.
Lin Yu'an took off his own clothes, grasped his fully erect member, and pressed it against her entrance.
“Wanxing, may I come in?”
“Come in……” she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, “I want you.”
He slowly pushed in. As soon as just the tip went in, Shen Wanxing drew in a soft breath. He stopped, kissed the corner of her lips, and waited for her to adjust. She nodded, and only then did he continue pushing inward until he was fully inside. Both of them let out a soft, shaky breath.
Lin Yu'an began to thrust slowly. Each withdrawal and re-entry allowed him to feel her inner walls tightly wrapping around him. Shen Wanxing's legs wrapped around his waist, her heels lightly pressing against his back, as if urging him silently. He gradually increased his pace, the bed emitting faint creaks. The sound of flesh slapping together was especially clear in the quiet dorm room.
"So deep... Yu'an... a little faster..."
He lifted her leg and pressed it against his chest, pushing in deeper. Shen Wanxing's moans suddenly rose higher, her fingers leaving faint red marks on his back. He leaned down to kiss her, swallowing all her sounds, and thrust forcefully with his hips. The sound of wetness mixed with panting filled the entire room.
Shen Wanxing came for the second time first. Her whole body tensed, contracting violently inside, making Lin Yu'an also feel a scalp-numbing sensation. He gritted his teeth and thrust a dozen more times, finally groaning as he ejaculated inside her. Gushes of hot fluid surged out, both of them panting heavily.
Afterward, they held each other tightly. Lin Yuanan’s hand was still on her sweat-damp back, patting gently again and again.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
Shen Wanxing buried her face in the crook of his neck, her voice slightly hoarse: 'Very good. Next time... I still want it.'
From that night on, they became true lovers.
During the day, they would still meet at the library, revising homework together, going to the cafeteria together. At night, whenever there was an opportunity, they would find a place to be together. Sometimes it was Shen Wanxing's dorm, sometimes Lin Yu'an's empty room after his roommate went home. Before each intimate moment, they would confirm each other's consent. Sometimes Shen Wanxing actively pressed Lin Yu'an onto the bed, straddling him and moving herself; sometimes Lin Yu'an flipped her over, entered from behind, his hand still reaching around to fondle her sensitive spots.
One weekend, the two of them went together to a homestay near the school and stayed one night. The room had floor-to-ceiling windows with mountains visible in the distance. Shen Wanxing had just finished showering and came out wrapped only in a bath towel. Lin Yuan'an pinned her by the window, kissed the back of her neck from behind, and reached into the towel to hold her breasts.
"Can we do it here?" he asked.
“Okay... the door is locked.”
The towel fell to the floor. He had her brace her hands on the windowsill, grasped his member, and slowly pushed into her moist entrance. Shen Wanxing let out a satisfied sigh, her waist unconsciously pushing back. Lin Yu'an held her waist with one hand, the other reaching around to the front, his fingers skillfully kneading that small nub. The thrusting grew faster and faster, the sound of flesh slapping mingling with her suppressed moans.
“Yu An... I need to again...”
He sped up for the final few strokes, releasing together with her as she climaxed. Semen slowly overflowed from where they were joined, running down her thighs. Shen Wanxing’s legs were so weak she could hardly stand, and he carried her horizontally back to the bed.
They lay together, fingers intertwined.
“After we graduate, let’s stay together forever too.” Shen Wanxing said softly.
Lin Yu'an turned sideways, looking at her seriously.
“Will. I promise.”
Campus days are still long. Late nights in the library, dormitory beds, occasional short trips all became the scorching and real parts of their love. Every kiss, every entry, every mutual climax was built upon clear desire and consent from both.
No coercion, no reluctance.
Only two adults, in the best years of their lives, turned liking into the sweet surrender of possession and being possessed.
After that night, their relationship completely changed.
During the day in the classroom, Lin Yu'an would still sit in the back row, watching Shen Wanxing's profile as she diligently took notes. But whenever their eyes met, both would knowingly curl the corners of their mouths. After class, Shen Wanxing would intentionally walk a little slower, waiting for him to catch up. Walking side by side on the tree-lined path, if their fingers occasionally touched, they would naturally interlock.
What truly made them completely let go of their last shreds of reserve was the two-week period when Shen Wanxing's roommate went home.
She was the only one left in the dormitory.
The first night, as soon as Lin Yu'an entered the door, before it was even fully closed, Shen Wanxing stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. The kiss was urgent, filled with obvious desire. He locked the door with one hand, pressed her against the door panel, his hand already slipping under the hem of her loose loungewear.
“Tonight... can we go a little longer?” she asked against his lips, her breathing already somewhat unsteady.
“However long is fine.”
They practically fell onto the bed. Clothes were taken off one by one and thrown onto the floor. Lin Yuan'an lowered his head and took her already erect nipple into his mouth, gently grinding it with his teeth, while his fingers slid from her lower abdomen downward and directly probed into the wet slit. Shen Wanxing let out a satisfied sigh, her legs opening on their own to make it easier for him to move.
“Already this wet...” he said softly, slowly moving his middle finger in and out, his thumb pressing and circling that tiny bud.
“This is what happens when I miss you.” She admitted it frankly, her voice breathless.
Lin Yu'an added another finger. Inside was hot and tight, each thrust drawing out faint, wet sounds. Shen Wanxing's hips lifted slightly in rhythm with his movements, her breathing growing increasingly rapid. He suddenly withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his tongue. The damp, hot sensation made her arch her back sharply, her fingers digging into his hair.
“Yu An... there... so sensitive...”
He didn't stop, but instead spread her legs wider and carefully licked and sucked. His tongue tip flicked rapidly at times, and at others slowly slid up and down along the seam. Shen Wanxing soon reached a small climax, the inner sides of her thighs trembling slightly, and transparent fluid wet his chin.
Lin Yu'an lifted his head, looked at her flushed face, and asked: 'Do you want to continue?'
“Yes.” She reached out to pull him up, took the initiative to grasp his already hard and burning penis, and aimed it at her entrance. “Come in.”
He thrust all the way to the deepest point in one go. Both of them let out low, heavy breaths. Shen Wanxing’s inner walls clenched tightly around him, as if trying to keep him there. Lin Yuanan began to thrust in and out slowly but powerfully, each time almost completely withdrawing before entering all the way in again. The bed frame made faint noises, mingling with the sounds of bodies colliding and her suppressed yet uncontrollable moans.
A little deeper... yes, right there...
He lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder and went even deeper. Shen Wanxing's voice suddenly rose, her fingers leaving shallow marks on his back. Lin Yuanan sped up, his whole body covering hers, his forehead pressed against hers, looking at her eyes, slightly unfocused from pleasure.
When the climax hit, Shen Wanxing's whole body tensed, her insides contracting violently. Lin Yu'an, driven wild by the tight grip, thrust a dozen more times before growling and coming inside her. Streams of scalding liquid gushed out, the two holding each other tightly, their chests heaving violently.
Afterward, they did not separate right away. Lin Yuanan was still buried inside her, gently kissing her collarbone and the side of her neck. Shen Wanxing’s fingers stroked back and forth over his sweat-damp back.
"I want to do this every day from now on." Her voice was a little hoarse, yet carried a smile.
“Then every day.” he answered.
From that day on, whenever Shen Wanxing's dormitory was empty, Lin Yuan'an would almost always go over.
Sometimes it's at night, sometimes it's a free period in the afternoon when there are no classes. They would do homework together for a while first, then somehow end up kissing. Once, Shen Wanxing directly straddled his lap, unzipped his pants, grasped his penis, and sat down on it. She moved up and down herself, hands braced on his shoulders, her hair hanging down and brushing his face. Lin Yu'an held her waist, looked up to kiss her, watching her gently bite her lip from his movements.
“You’re already very skilled at doing it yourself.” he teased softly.
Shen Wanxing blushed but didn't stop, instead squeezing tighter: 'It's all because you taught me.'
Another time, they tried rear entry. Shen Wanxing knelt on the bed, both hands braced on the headboard, and Lin Yuanan slowly pushed in from behind. This position let him go very deep, and each thrust could hit the most sensitive spot. One of his hands supported her waist, while the other reached around to rub her nipples and that little nub. Shen Wanxing’s moans came in fits and starts, her body gently swaying back and forth with his movements.
“Too deep... Yu’an... slower...”
He immediately slowed down, bending over to kiss her back: “Is this okay?”
“Okay... like this... don’t stop.”
After both had released, they lay side by side, fingers intertwined. Outside the window, the dormitory lights were sparse, with occasional sounds of people returning late at night drifting from afar. Shen Wanxing buried her face in his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
“It feels like a dream.” she said.
“It’s not a dream.” Lin Yuan tightened his arms. “It’s real.”
As the semester entered its second half, the coursework became increasingly intense. They still made time to meet, though sometimes only to secretly hold hands in a corner of the library or exchange a brief but deep kiss in an empty classroom. Once, the two stayed very late in a multimedia classroom. After locking the door, Shen Wanxing proactively pressed Lin Yu'an onto a chair and knelt down to give him oral sex.
Her movements were a bit clumsy at first, but very earnest. Her tongue carefully licked the tip, then took it in, moving slowly up and down. Lin Yu'an gasped softly, his fingers threading through her hair but not pressing hard. Shen Wanxing looked up at him, her eyes glistening with moisture and a smile, then worked harder at sucking. He soon reached the edge, wanting to pull out, but she pressed on his thigh, making him ejaculate in her mouth.
Afterward she coughed twice, but still swallowed most of it down, then lifted her head and looked at him with some smugness.
“You learn very quickly.” Lin Yuanan pulled her up, kissed her lips, and tasted his own flavor.
The weekend before the holiday, they went together to a homestay near the school. The room had floor-to-ceiling windows and a bathtub. First, they helped each other wash in the bathtub, getting foam everywhere. Lin Yu'an's fingers explored inside her underwater, moving slowly in and out, while Shen Wanxing leaned against his chest, trembling lightly. Later, they moved to the bed, trying several different positions. At one point, Shen Wanxing lay by the window with the curtains only half-drawn, the night mountain view outside. Lin Yu'an entered her from behind, his movements deep and forceful, with one hand reaching around to stimulate her continuously.
“Will we be seen by people……” Her voice trembled, but she didn’t really push him away.
"No. It's very high here." He kissed the back of her neck. "And you're squeezing very tightly."
Shen Wanxing felt both shy and excited by his words, her inner walls involuntarily contracting. Lin Yu'an, squeezed tightly, groaned and sped up, finally ejaculating inside her. Semen slowly flowed down along her inner thighs, looking especially erotic under the light.
That night, they did it three times, until both were so exhausted they could barely lift their hands. Shen Wanxing curled up in his arms, too sleepy to even open her eyes, and still murmured drowsily:
"After graduation... I still want to be like this."
Lin Yu'an rested his chin on top of her head, his voice low and firm:
“Will. I’ll always be here.”
Campus days continued. Late nights in the library, dormitory beds, occasional short trips all became the most scorching and real parts of their love. Every kiss, every entry, every mutual climax was built upon clear desire and consent from both.
Liking turned into habit, and habit turned into deeper possession and being possessed.
And they, still in the prime of their youth, were gradually making this descent even more complete.
As the semester entered its second half, the coursework suddenly intensified. Lin Yu'an left the design department building at 7 AM every day and didn't return to the dormitory until 5 PM, yet he would always see Shen Wanxing already standing at the corner of the tree-lined path, leaning against the wall waiting for him. The two walked home side by side, their steps almost in sync, like two parallel lines that could intersect at any moment.
But what really made them completely drop all pretense was Shen Wanxing’s roommate going back to her hometown for three consecutive weeks—during those three weeks, their dorm really became entirely “their private territory.”
During the first gap, they didn't even make it into the dorm room, starting right in the hallway.
Just as Lin Yu'an inserted the key into the lock, before the door even opened, Shen Wanxing stood on tiptoe and hugged him from behind. Her low ponytail brushed against the back of his neck, her voice carrying a laugh yet burning frighteningly hot: 'I've been missing you since I got back from school today.'
Lin Yu'an threw his backpack to the ground, turned around, lifted her up entirely, and pressed her against the wall. Her legs automatically wrapped around his waist, the hem of her loungewear pushed up to her waist by him. Her panties were already soaked through; he pressed directly against her there through the fabric, feeling the thin cloth already glistening with slickness.
“Can we fuck here?” Shen Wanxing asked, gasping, her eyes shining as if they were about to drip water.
“Of course you can.” Lin Yuan bit her earlobe, his voice hoarse. “I’ve been hard for a whole day.”
He pulled her underwear aside, aimed the sex organ at the wet entrance, and pushed it all the way in. Shen Wanxing arched her whole body, letting out a suppressed moan from her throat. Lin Yu'an only stayed inside for two seconds before starting to violently thrust. The bed frame was knocked by his movements, making a loud 'thud thud' sound. In the dormitory, there was only the sound of flesh hitting and her increasingly chaotic breathing.
“Ah... Yuan'an... so deep... harder...”
Lin Yu'an hoisted both her legs over his shoulders, thrusting in so deep it almost reached her cervix. Each thrust hit that most sensitive spot, Shen Wanxing's inner walls tightening around him as if trying to strangle him. Gritting his teeth, sweat dripping from his chin, his eyes locked fiercely on her face: 'Tell me if it feels good.'
“So good... too good... you’re almost ruining me...”
He sped up, and the sound of their bodies colliding was especially obscene in the quiet dormitory. Shen Wanxing’s fingers dug into his back, leaving shallow fingernail marks. He lowered his head and took her erect nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, his tongue flicking rapidly, while one hand reached around to the front of her, his thumb pressing on that swollen little bud and frantically circling it.
Shen Wanxing's second climax came fiercely. Her whole body stiffened straight, contracting violently inside, making Lin Yu'an also feel a burning scalp-numbing sensation. He let out a low roar, ejaculating deep inside her, gushes of hot semen filling her, slightly swelling her lower abdomen.
Afterward, they collapsed onto the bed, their bodies still tightly connected. Lin Yuanan’s sex hung soft inside her, and Shen Wanxing buried her face in his chest, her voice hoarse beyond measure: “I love you... I love you...”
After that, they began an even more frenetic pace.
The next morning, Shen Wanxing was reading in the library. Lin Yu'an deliberately walked around the study area twice before sitting next to her. Seeing him, Shen Wanxing's mouth immediately curved into a smile. They pretended to look at materials together, but actually Lin Yu'an reached his hand under the table across from her, secretly rubbing through her skirt. She clamped her legs together, trapping his hand tighter, biting her lower lip and secretly panting.
The library was noisy, and they hardly dared to make a sound. Lin Yu'an's fingers moved in and out of the moist crevice. Shen Wanxing pretended to lower her head and flip through a book, but her legs were actually trembling. As evening approached, she finally couldn't hold back, stood up, and said she needed to go to the restroom, actually pulling Lin Yu'an behind the bathroom door.
As soon as the door was locked, she knelt down. Her tongue opened wide, taking his entire length into her mouth, swallowing inch by inch deep into her throat. Lin Yu'an leaned against the wall, his voice trembling: 'Wanxing... you... you're too good at this...'
She looked at him with her eyes, teary-eyed, yet never stopped sucking. Lin Yu'an soon came, ejaculating into her mouth, but she opened her mouth to let him see, swallowed half, and poured the rest onto her hand, smearing it on her chest.
When they returned to the dormitory in the evening, the two directly took off all their clothes, lay on the bed, and started playing a new game—the 60/40 rule.
Lin Yu'an said: 'I'll fuck you 70 times first, and you can only beg me to stop 70 times.'
Shen Wanxing smiled and nodded: 'Deal.'
He entered her from behind, wrapped his hands around to the front, and at the same time bit her earlobe with his teeth and tongue. Shen Wanxing cried and begged for mercy: “I beg you... slower... I can't...”
Lin Yu'an deliberately ignored her, continuing to thrust fiercely. The bed frame shook, Shen Wanxing's tears kept falling uncontrollably, yet on her 68th climax, she actively tightened around him even more, shouting: 'Fuck me... fuck me until I cry...'
In the end, he came 70 times. The last time, he even picked her up, fucking her standing up. Shen Wanxing hung on him, her legs so weak she could barely stand, yet she still smiled and said, 'I love you... I love you...'
And so, they played out the last stretch of free time to the fullest.
Once Shen Wanxing secretly called him over in the middle of the night. He didn't wake his roommate, directly carried her on his back and walked. When they reached the dormitory building, she suddenly bit his neck in the darkness, took off his pants, straddled him, and sat down directly. Lin Yu'an was in pain from her bite yet felt pleasure, carried her running to the stairwell, fucking her while walking.
“Can we do it here?” he asked, gasping.
“Can... fuck me to death...”
He pinned her against the stairwell wall and fucked her hard from behind. Her cries were bitten back by him; his fingers were stuffed in her mouth, allowing only muffled whimpers to come out. When Lin Yuanan came inside her, she reached orgasm too, her insides clenching again and again, burning him so much he could barely stand.
The last weekend before graduation, they decided to go to that mountain-view homestay near the school—it had completely private rooms, even a private hot spring.
The homestay owner recognized them and said with a smile, 'Lin Yu'an, Shen Wanxing, you two should have a good time tonight.'
The first thing upon entering was to light up the bathtub. Both naked, they soaked in the hot water. Shen Wanxing leaned against Lin Yu'an's chest, slowly caressing his already erect penis.
“Tonight... I want you to fuck me until I completely lose consciousness.” she said against his ear.
Lin Yu'an carried her to the edge of the bathtub, supported her waist, lifted her hips directly, aligned his member with her entrance, and thrust in to the hilt in one go. Hot water mixed with the sounds of their coupling. Shen Wanxing's legs hung limply over his waist as he lifted her and began thrusting wildly in the water.
“Ah... too deep... Yuan'an... I'm going to be ruined by you...”
He bit her shoulder and sped up, each thrust nearly lifting her entire body. The guesthouse curtains were only half drawn; outside was a pitch-black mountain view and the occasional flash of car lights. Shen Wanxing screamed as she climaxed, and her insides clenched so tightly that he couldn’t finish. He flipped her over and continued fucking her from behind, his hands reaching around to massage her sensitive spots.
“Cum for me... I want all of you...” Shen Wanxing pleaded in tears.
Lin Yu'an's final release was deep and copious, the scalding liquid mixed with hot water overflowing from inside her, trickling down her thighs, appearing especially licentious under the light.
They did it directly in the bathtub three times, until both of them were exhausted and limp inside it. Lin Yuan'an carried her horizontally back to the bed and kissed every place on her: “After we graduate, we can do this every day.”
Shen Wanxing smiled dazedly, tears filling her eyes: 'Okay... as long as you still like me... I'll keep sinking into you...'
In the last month before graduation, they finally didn't have to sneak around anymore.
After Lin Yu'an's roommate returned to his hometown, they could even lock the dorm room door and play until dawn. Shen Wanxing began to take the lead actively—she would ride him, making Lin Yu'an climax in different places each time: mouth, chest, face, and finally, having her stand with her back against the wall, his member buried deep inside her, motionless, letting her feel the afterglow.
“Like this... so satisfying...” Shen Wanxing gasped, her voice deliciously sweet, “Right now I just want you to cum inside me every day.”
Lin Yu'an held her tight, his voice low: 'Then let's start from now.'
They turned the final stretch of their college years into the most crazy, most loving, and most self-destructive romance on the whole campus.
The late-night library, dormitory beds, the darkness of stairwells, the heat of hot springs, the mountain views in a homestay... In every place, they completely possessed each other.
The diploma is about to be in hand, yet no one wants to leave early anymore.
Because they know—
This campus romance, from a secret crush to complete downfall,
This is the most scalding, most real, most desperately wished-to-be-eternal downfall of their lives.
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