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

I shook off George's hand, and said, "Just shut up. It's just 1370 $. I'll give it back to you ten times over when I find a money bag."


"No! Ten times is not enough. I'll pay you back a hundred times!"


George had a mocking smile on his face and said, “You didn't love Big Brother but love the most eligible bachelor?"


I raised my index finger, shook it, and said slowly, "It's none of your business."


George smiled angrily. He pulled me and said, "Let's go. Take me to broaden my horizons."


I refused to admit defeat and brought George back.


Kitty was stunned, and even the junior was shocked. She stood up and said with a very respectful attitude, "Mr. Bruno."


George glanced at them and whispered in my ear, "This is your taste. It doesn't well."


His voice was neither too loud nor too low, enough for everyone to hear. The young man blushed. I knocked on George's head and said, "Shut up. It's not your turn to comment."


Call me Brother