Whether it's strength or looks, you're no match for me

A petite girl appeared in the aisle beside Su Chen before anyone noticed. She wore the same white freshman uniform, paired with a matching skirt that revealed a pair of straight, slender calves.

The girl had refreshing light green hair tied into two neat pigtails that swayed gently with her movements.

Her face was small with fair skin and delicate, lovely features. Her cyan eyes were as clear as the water of an early spring lake. At this moment, those beautiful eyes held obvious nervousness, anticipation, and a hint of imperceptible shyness.

Seeing Su Chen and Wang Dong both looking at her, a faint blush instantly stained the girl's fair cheeks. She seemed flustered, but she clenched her small fists tightly, forced herself to calm down, gathered her courage, and asked in a small voice:

"C-can I sit next to you?" Her gaze was fixed primarily on Su Chen.

Clearly, she had been drawn to Su Chen's appearance and temperament and wanted the empty seat beside him.

Seeing this delicate and cute girl approach Su Chen with such a shy and expectant look, Wang Dong, sitting on Su Chen's other side, felt an inexplicable "thump" in her heart, followed by a strange, indescribable feeling.

She pouted sourly, shot a glance at Su Chen, and drawled in a tone loud enough for those nearby to hear:

"Tch! Some people are really popular with the girls, aren't they?"

She pointedly looked at the girl, then back at Su Chen, continuing with a sarcastic edge: "I'm clearly the most handsome one here, aren't I? How come no one asks if they can sit next to me?"

Her tone was like a little beast whose favorite toy had been eyed by someone else, full of jealousy and annoyance.

Su Chen didn't even lift his eyelids, having long since become immune to Wang Dong's "sour remarks," which occurred several times a day.

After spending these past few days together, he had basically figured out this young lady's temperament—tsundere, competitive, stubborn, and sometimes cutely childish.

"You may." Su Chen ignored Wang Dong and nodded directly at the light-green-haired girl, his tone calm.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Seeing Su Chen agree, a sweet, relieved smile bloomed on the girl's face, her cyan eyes curving into crescents. She quickly turned to Wang Dong and added politely, "Thank you too, classmate!"

Only then did she happily sit in the empty seat next to Su Chen. She sat up straight, though the slight redness at the tips of her ears betrayed her inner agitation.

"My name is Xiao Xiao," the girl—Xiao Xiao—said after sitting down, blinking her clear, large eyes as she looked at Su Chen with curiosity and anticipation. "Classmate, what is your name?"

Just as Su Chen was about to answer—

"My name is Wang Dong!"

Wang Dong, sitting beside him, suddenly cut in, her voice crisp and loud, interrupting Su Chen. She leaned over, reaching across Su Chen to look at Xiao Xiao with an inexplicable expression, as if "staking a claim." She pointed at herself, then at Su Chen, and introduced them with a "natural" tone:

"He's my roommate, his name is Su Chen."

The posture seemed to say: We are together, we are very close, and you are just a newcomer.

Su Chen turned his head and gave Wang Dong a faint glance, saying nothing.

Xiao Xiao was taken aback by Wang Dong's sudden, "aggressive" introduction.

She blinked her large cyan eyes, looking from the proud Wang Dong to the calm Su Chen, who seemed indifferent to the situation. She keenly sensed the subtle, indescribable atmosphere between the two—like enemies yet also like friends.

However, she had a gentle personality, so she just smiled slightly and nodded politely at Wang Dong: "Hello, classmate Wang Dong." Then she looked back at Su Chen, her eyes still filled with curiosity and a hint of imperceptible appreciation: "Hello, classmate Su Chen."

After the simple pleasantries, Wang Dong seemed unsatisfied. Seeing Xiao Xiao clearly focusing more on Su Chen, that inexplicable annoyance rose in her heart again. Her eyes rolled, and she suddenly leaned over, across Su Chen, and asked Xiao Xiao as if acting out of spite:

"Hey, Xiao Xiao! You judge this—give me a verdict!" Wang Dong pointed at her own exquisite, pretty face, then at Su Chen's handsome yet calm face, her tone filled with obvious defiance and competitiveness. "Between me and this guy Su Chen, who is more handsome?"

"Huh?" Xiao Xiao was stunned by this blunt question, her fair face flushing slightly.

She looked at Wang Dong—who was indeed very good-looking, with powder-blue short hair, delicate features, and a proud temperament, like a little prince out of a fairy tale.

She then secretly looked at Su Chen—golden long hair, deep and calm eyes, a tall and straight posture. That unique, quiet feeling, mixed with a sense of detachment and nobility, was indeed very attractive.

She thought seriously for a few seconds, then smiled shyly, answering in a soft but clear voice: "Uh... classmate Wang Dong, although you are also very, very good-looking, but... um... I think classmate Su Chen is a bit more handsome." After saying this, she even stuck out her tongue at Wang Dong apologetically, looking quite cute.

Wang Dong: "..."

Her powder-blue eyes widened instantly, a look of disbelief on her face, as if she had suffered a "betrayal." She pointed at Xiao Xiao, then at herself: "Xiao Xiao! You... what kind of taste do you have!"

"You actually think this guy is more handsome than me?! Where is he handsome? He keeps a straight face all day and says such infuriating things!"

Xiao Xiao felt embarrassed by Wang Dong's blunt questioning, her light green pigtails swaying as she shrank her neck, but she still whispered, insisting: "B-but classmate Su Chen is really very good-looking." As she spoke, she snuck a glance at Su Chen, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"Alright, alright," Su Chen finally spoke. He waved his hand, interrupting Wang Dong's attempt to continue the "debate," his tone carrying a hint of disdain and teasing. "Don't make things difficult for the girl here. Trying to force someone to say things they don't mean, Wang Dong, aren't you ashamed?"

"You—!" Wang Dong was infuriated by Su Chen's light yet precise jab. She clenched her fists and glared at him: "Su Chen! You..."

"Oh?" Su Chen raised an eyebrow, looking at Wang Dong, a faint, mocking curve appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Good to know. It seems you actually know it deep down. Whether it's strength..." He paused, his gaze sweeping over Wang Dong with implication, "...or looks, you are... not as good as me."