Blood Sun

Cold and Aloof Gong VS Obsessive Shou "Did you hear? The top class got a ridiculously handsome guy yesterday. The girls in our school went crazy, crowding around Class 1's back door between classes." Yuan Xiangmu kept his eyes glued to the computer screen, not even glancing sideways as his fingers hammered the mechanical keyboard in the internet café, nearly wearing it out. "ACED" — the game screen turned gray. "Tch..." He yanked off his headphones and leaned back, visibly irritated. "What were you saying just now?" A phone was shoved into his view, its screen displaying a clearly sneaked side-profile photo. Yuan Xiangmu gave it a casual glance—then froze. Holy shit! Wasn't this... t...