I am a poor, well-behaved schoolgirl. Yet somehow, I was cornered in the dark by the school tyrant, Ian Song, who bit down on my lip until it split open. His gaze was savage, feral. “If you want to break up,” he said coldly, “then it’ll only happen when I’m dead.” Suddenly, lines of comments appeared before my eyes. 【You’re just a female supporting character. No matter how hard you study, it’ll never compare to kissing his mouth until it’s ruined.】 【Don’t be fooled by how fierce he looks. Kiss him once, and he’ll give you his life.】 【Who could’ve guessed it? The school tyrant only pretends to be ruthless—look at the redness at the corner of his eyes. He’s actually painfully fragile.】 I suddenly lifted my head, lightly tugged at the hem of his shirt, and spoke in a small, gentle voice. “Then… could you maybe not interfere with my studies?”