That typical cliche (im so sorry aaa)

Lin Huang's head whipped around, his eyes scanning the crowd for whoever had yelled his name.

At this stage, his reputation was so bad, who would call for him in public? ai...

Meanwhile, A delicate figure whose eyes were as wide as saucers was standing dumbstruck, staring at the handsome youth who vaguely resembled the rebellious teenager he had known for years.

That's right, this youth was Lin Huang's childhood friend, Xiao-jun, the only friend that didn't ditch him after his temperament changed. (cliche amirite)

Xiao-jun had actually just been looking for Lin Huang, trying to spot the familiar sprayed green hair in the crowd of students at A high school, until an unrecognisable person turned in response.

Xiao-jun was usually extremely clingy and loved skinship, and usually tried to touch lin huang as much as possible, Which the previous soul definitely didn't appreciate.

The past him had hated Xiao-jun, for the reason that he was embarrassing, and had tried to get his gangster friends to beat him up, but what was lin in their eyes? Just a lousy kid rebelling in his teenage years, no need to take seriously ah, he's just having relationship problems.

However, now that lin Huang was determined to change, HE would obviously not intimidate his only true friend.

At this point, lin's peach blossom eyes were still blinking rapidly, confused.

Xiao-jun was still quiet until he finally realised what was going on here.

He had never been that bright, and had always kept a simple, pure thought process, and thus, reacted quite late upon realising what had happened.

He took a step closer to the nostalgic makeup-free face and proceeded to blatantly look lin Huang up and down, and swallowing.

"Jun-Jun?" Lin Huang whispered and Tears welled up in his eyes, reminiscing about the way he had treated this friend.

Everyone watching: are we intruding on something? *sweat drops*