This is a collection of campus love stories filled with hormonal vibes.
Teenage love is like cotton candy in spring.
The first kiss, the first dance, the first night out...
In the air of spring, there is a romantic ambiguity lingering at the beginning of love.
With a loved one, in the best years, let's embark on a fresh and sweet love like cotton candy.

Be my teenage dream tonight

After I went downstairs to throw out the trash, I came back to see my roommate sitting next to my new boyfriend. My roommate was feeding him cherries as if no one was around.


Hah! Their positions were exactly the same as one scene in "The Hundred and One Dalmatians," where Cruella de Vil was feeding grapes to Mr. De Vil.


I merely forced a kiss on him last time. How many times did my roommate want to steal things away from me for it to be enough?


This was not the first time Xavier Salvatore had stolen my boyfriend away.


We hated each other for many years before I rented the same house as him. We even scoffed at each other whenever we met in the corridor.


I had never seen such a rival who liked to compete as much as him in my life.


Since we were young, he had been competing for rankings and scholarships with me. He also wanted to compete on whether we answered the third sub-question in the 24th question during the math exam every time.


Hidden Feelings