Perfect Illusion

"Impossible!" Cullen could not help but yell when he saw the man clearly. How could he not be Ye Qingxuan?! He had clearly seen that it was definitely Ye Qingxuan! Why was it that Ye Qingxuan had been hit, but the one who walked out of the fog was…

"F*ck!" He spun around to look in the direction where Bench Guy had been. Directly behind them, beside their goal…the youth with a concrete block on his head was clumsily kicking the forgotten soccer ball and strolling toward their goal.

"Yo! Did you finally realize?" Sensing their gazes, the student with the headgear looked back, waved and kicked!

Goal! The referee was too shocked to blow the whistle, but no one would deny that the history department had scored another point! But, what was this?!

Under everyone’s stunned eyes, the "Bench Guy" slowly took off his headgear, and revealed the trademark white hair and mocking smile. "It’s just a headpiece. There’s no reason to be surprised, right?"