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"BAD, MEAN, TOAD."

Those were the three words Lin Zhu used to describe Ye Quan.

Lin Zhu was a talented badminton athlete who started his brilliant career as a junior player in the national badminton team. He had won many titles as a men's singles player in the junior team, and his achievements were rewarded with a promotion to the senior team.

But, to his dismay, the reward suddenly turned into a punishment. He performed so badly in the last two years he spent with the senior team that he was finally kicked out of the men's singles team. He had only two choices: 1. Bury his dream and retire at such a young age; 2. Agree to be transferred to the men's doubles team. And Lin Zhu chose the second option.

He didn't expect that he would be paired with Ye Quan, another badminton player who had become his mortal enemy since a few years ago. Under the pressure from the team management to become the best men's doubles pair in the world, Lin Zhu and Ye Quan began their journey despite harboring hatred for each other.

What will happen to the two athletes? Will they be able to achieve their goal even if they are always at each other's throats?
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"YOU ARE BAD, YOU ARE MEAN, AND YOU ARE UGLY LIKE A TOAD, YE QUAN!"
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Author note:
1. The MC is the bottom.
2. Playboy top x arrogant bottom.
3. Original cover art belongs to me.

BAD, MEAN, TOAD [BL]

His heart strangely told him to believe in Ye Quan without questioning the man. That must be weird, right? In recent years, he had been true to his belief that it was Ye Quan who shamelessly seduced his girlfriend a few years ago, and that man even wanted to do something to the girl in the men's restroom.

However, when Ye Quan suddenly said otherwise, he wanted to immediately believe the man as if his faith in previous years had never existed.

Lin Zhu had to admit that he was going crazy just because of that stupid thing called love, but he still refused to fully believe in the man's reasoning. He originally wasn't someone who would use his heart more than his brain. He preferred to use his logic over his feelings, and that was because he didn't want to be fooled by that cheap thing called love.

SMALL THING, DANGLING