The next day.
Yueyue opened her eyes, the corners tinged with a fishy red, the whites streaked with red veins.
She took off her headphones and paused the music that had been looping on her phone, her spirits as droopy and wilted as she pulled open the desk drawer. The box of chocolates Xiao Chen had given her was already empty.
The desk was littered with candy wrappers, a drawer full of sweets, her chilly fingertips tearing open each wrapper and popping the candy into her mouth.
A hint of irritability colored her brows as she looked down at the sugar and the box of chocolates.
Not sweet at all.
Indeed, you get what you pay for.
She walked into the bathroom with the same listless air, and five minutes later, emerged with beads of water gathering along her refined features and dripping to the floor.