The School Tyrant

A lifetime ago...

Fei Chuan had finished his meal. He was a light eater and left a bit of soup in his bowl.

Opening the container of cookies, he took in their scent. An indiscernible smile graced his lips, illuminating his delicate, handsome face.

Unfortunately, no one had the chance to witness this beautiful sight since his face was partially obscured by his slightly long hair.

Grandma Pei's cookies...

His only comfort food in this harsh world.

Unfortunately, he wouldn't be able to enjoy his favorite food as much as he used to in the past.

Grandma Pei was getting old. Fei Chuan had told her that he didn't want her to exhaust herself baking just for him. However, Grandma Pei knew how much he loved her cookies.

She had baked him some, and Fei Chuan treasured each cookie so much that he found it almost wasteful to eat them all at once.