My Boyfriend is the Heartthrob, and I'm Just a Passerby.
"Did he even notice?" "We’ve been targeting him for so long. There's no way he hasn't noticed, right?" "Goddammit, I’ve said it before—we should’ve just beaten him up already. This is pissing me off." "All these harmless little tricks? We might as well do something big to teach him a real lesson!" "....." Furious voices echoed ...
"Did he even notice?" "We’ve been targeting him for so long. There's no way he hasn't noticed, right?" "Goddammit, I’ve said it before—we should’ve just beaten him up already. This is pissing me off." "All these harmless little tricks? We might as well do something big to teach him a real lesson!" "....." Furious voices echoed nearby, completely unfiltered. The arrogance was palpable—they didn’t care whether the person they were talking about could hear them or not. At the same time, sharp, needle-like stares focused on one spot. Ye Jishu lay on the desk, glancing expressionlessly through the gap between his folded arms, as if he were sleeping, at the few people whispering nearby. This was bullying. But the target wasn’t just anyone—it was him. As for the reason— "I still don’t get what’s
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