Morning light shone over the city, illuminating the streets.
On such a beautiful early morning, a white-haired girl tied in a single ponytail was sprinting down the street, catching the eyes of passersby who couldn’t help but be drawn to this unusual sight.
They were tired of the monotonous daily grind, so whenever something out of the ordinary happened, they would watch the commotion with interest.
They also recognized that the runner was probably a student from nearby Xiamo No. 3 High School—the uniform she wore was proof enough.
Besides that, she was beautiful.
This female student was very pretty.
“Huff, huff, it should be here.”
After running for a while, Su Xiaoxiao was panting heavily as she finally arrived at the place where she had bought steamed buns last night.
She had to admit, constantly dodging people and electric bikes was exhausting.
Luckily, these were small alleys where electric bikes couldn’t speed through, or she would have been knocked aside already.
The main thing was, she didn’t want to be late.
“Um, how do I get to Xiamo No. 3 High School…”
She shyly approached the steamed bun shop owner and asked.
“Don’t know the way? Are you a new student at that school?”
The man’s face showed a hint of puzzlement.
She was clearly wearing the school uniform, yet didn’t know the route?
“You just keep walking straight down this road for a bit until you see a bus stop, Summer’s End Stop. It’s named after the school. Once you get there, you should see other students,” the uncle, just like the auntie earlier, kindly and patiently explained, despite having several customers waiting in front of his shop.
“Okay, thank you!”
Su Xiaoxiao bowed in thanks.
She immediately followed his directions and headed down the road.
There were too many people here to run.
If she ran, she might get knocked flying by someone suddenly appearing—and then she’d be done for.
“Wait, this place looks familiar.”
She looked up at the coming and going crowds while observing her surroundings, suddenly realizing this road was somewhat like the one she had taken last night.
“Of course, the shops line up here. It’s probably one of the more bustling areas nearby.”
Su Xiaoxiao reached out and ran her hand through the soft, pure white hair trailing down her back.
Walking was boring; might as well play with herself.
“It actually feels quite nice…”
She moved the ponytail she had tied casually this morning onto her shoulder, fidgeting with it.
She had never touched a girl’s hair before; the texture was indescribably wonderful, and there was a faint fragrance wafting from it.
She couldn’t say whether it was shampoo or natural scent, just that it smelled really good.
“Make way!”
An electric bike sped through the crowd, yelling for people to get out of the way, but it didn’t slow down at all—probably late for work or something.
“What’s wrong with this guy?”
The people he passed by complained.
Su Xiaoxiao was among them but wasn’t hit—just a little startled.
She calmed herself and kept walking.
Gradually, she could see the end of the street.
“Hey, you’re from Xiamo No. 3 High School too, right?”
A young male voice interrupted her thoughts as she was pondering how to introduce herself in class later.
“Yes, why?”
Turning around, she saw a boy in the same school uniform, definitely from the same school.
“Nothing, just wanted to get to know you. Is that okay?”
He smiled brightly, radiating warmth, standing about 175 cm tall, making Su Xiaoxiao have to look up at him.
He was just like those boys she had seen in class who liked chatting with girls.
They were always good-looking, outgoing, and helpful to the girls, naturally attracting attention and doing well socially.
“Uh… hello.”
Not good at socializing, her response was slow.
“Hehe, hi,” he continued enthusiastically, grinning from ear to ear.
“Hmm…”
Su Xiaoxiao felt awkward; this was the first time someone had greeted her so warmly.
“Well, I’m in Class 5, Grade 2. What about you?”
After exchanging greetings, he naturally stepped closer to her, hoping to get more acquainted.
Honestly, it was a bit annoying.
She didn’t know him, didn’t want to know him, and had long been used to being ignored like in her past life.
She also knew why he was trying to chat with her.
Just because she looked a little better, he wanted to see if he could…
Well, she’d seen too many scenes like that before.
“Class 6, Grade 1.”
She lowered her head, reluctant to engage.
But she had no choice but to keep talking, too shy to send him away.
“Oh, a junior! Are you in any clubs? I’m Vice President of the Photography Club. We often organize group photo shoots at school. If you’re interested, you can come find me in class this afternoon,” he said excitedly, making exaggerated camera gestures that looked a little comical.
“Sorry, I’m not planning to join any clubs for now,” Su Xiaoxiao gently declined.
“Oh, okay, haha.”
He laughed awkwardly.
“No worries. But if you change your mind, feel free to come by anytime.”
“Mm…”
He tried to inch closer again, but as soon as she noticed, she stepped away.
“By the way, can you tell me your name? At least we’ve talked, so we might as well get to know each other.”
“I’ll go first. I’m Zheng Feipeng, but everyone calls me Feipeng.”
He introduced himself without waiting for her to speak.
“…”
The girl’s face showed a hint of disdain.
His attitude reminded her of those sarcastic boys from before—only now it was because she had switched genders.
Don’t mess with me.
“My name is Su Yuxiao.”
She calmly made up a name without a flicker of emotion.
“Oh, that’s a beautiful name. And you’re just as pretty.”
He tried hard to please her but saw no reaction, which frustrated him.
He was handsome; how could a girl not care?
A made-up name, and she still sounded so nice?
“Is that all? I’m leaving now…”
Unable to stand his fake attitude, Su Xiaoxiao finally spoke up bravely.
“Haha… looks like the junior prefers being alone. Well, I’ll go then. Maybe we’ll meet again sometime.”
Fortunately, after hearing her displeased tone, he hesitated a moment before leaving, though he kept glancing back as he walked away.
“Ah.”
If she were still a boy, people would probably be happy to talk to her like that and agree to be friends.
But now… she thought, it was better not to.