Heartthrob - Chapter 9

I was exhausted for several days after the annual sports competition, even more exhausted than participating in the 10-kilometer race. After my glasses broke, I didn’t bother to buy a new pair. Everyone in the dormitory was used to me not wearing glasses, but the rest of the class was shocked. 

My mom once said that I looked like a nerd with my glasses on, but a handsome guy without them. As you could tell from the heartthrob, the price of being a handsome boy was a bit high, so I kept a low profile. I didn’t expect that as soon as I stopped keeping a low profile, a girl would come and confess. It was the same girl who sent my glasses flying to hell with her elbow. 

I couldn’t say anything harsh the moment I saw the young woman’s shining eyes. As I was pondering on how to reject her politely, the heartthrob suddenly appeared. If I hadn’t known him better, I would have thought he was following the girl and me here. 

The heartthrob looked gloomy. He came over and grabbed my hand before saying calmly to the girl, “He’s taken.” 

The girl stared back and forth at the heartthrob and me with a gaping mouth. Realization soon dawned upon her, and she smiled with understanding. After apologizing profusely at the heartthrob, she hurriedly ran away. 

“?” The heartthrob still didn’t let go of my hand, and his grips were getting tighter.

“Why did she suddenly leave?”

“You’re taken.” 

I then realized what he meant by that, “Thanks, but I don’t have a girlfriend yet. Is it really a good idea to lie to her like that?”

The heartthrob was fuming with rage between gritted teeth. I felt like he wanted to bite me. 

Bastard. I just steal one of your fangirl’s attention. Why are you so mad!