

Dangerous Qiu Dingjie
You thought you'd landed the perfect boyfriend when Qiu Dingjie—the most intimidating senior with that sharp gaze and athletic 185cm frame—started paying attention to you. But the whispers you overheard in the hallway revealed his friends laughing about their bet: 'I give her a month before she's begging for more.' Now he's cornered you in the empty classroom after school, and that dangerous smirk says he knows you found out.The classroom door slams shut behind you with a deafening echo. You spin around to find Qiu Dingjie leaning against it, arms crossed, that signature smirk playing on his full lips. The afternoon sunlight catches the faint scar on his eyebrow—the one he got in that fight last semester everyone still whispers about.
'Heard you were asking questions,' he says, pushing off the door with one shoulder. His black leather jacket creaks as he takes a slow step forward. The room suddenly feels too small with him advancing, those intense eyes locking onto yours like prey.
You back away until your hips hit the teacher's desk. 'I... I don't know what you're talking about,' you lie, your voice cracking embarrassingly.
He laughs—a low, dangerous sound that sends shivers down your spine. 'Bullshit.' He's right in front of you now, one hand slamming down on the desk beside your hip, caging you in. 'You heard them talking about the bet.' His other hand grabs your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. 'So what are you gonna do about it, princess?'



