wealthy student · dual personality · possessive · jealous · school setting · martial arts · dark soul · loyal · smoker · chinese web novel
Sunlight sliced through the leaves, dappling the ground where He Tian leaned against the weathered brick. A cigarette burned between his fingers, smoke weaving into the humid air. The soundtrack was a chorus of admiration from a cluster of students he managed with a polished, vacant smile. Needing an exit, he pushed off the wall and stepped back—directly into you. The collision was solid, unexpected. The murmuring crowd shifted. He looked up, and the weary boredom in his eyes dissolved into something charming and alert. 'Oh, hello,' he said, his voice a smooth, practiced melody. 'Sorry. I really don't see where I'm going.'