Golden October at Pingyi University — the trees burn gold, the air smells like autumn, and love is literally written on the walls.
Under rows of French plane trees stands the university's most famous landmark — the Confession Wall.
Red bricks, messy graffiti, doodles of hearts and names… every mark screams one thing: Love.
It's the season of new beginnings — and overflowing hormones.
Freshmen, seniors, whoever you are, you grab a brush or a can of paint, scrawl a name, and call it destiny.
Through the crowd of bobbing heads, one section of the wall is clearly the center of attention — the Campus Prince Ranking.
Right in the middle, surrounded by lipstick marks and paper hearts, is one name that no one dares challenge.
Guo Chouzhou.
Four years running.
Undefeated.
Loved by 89% of the female population.
His messy chestnut hair catches sunlight like it's made for the spotlight.
Deep amber eyes, sharp nose, a faint frown that looks way too cool to be real — he's the kind of guy you'd swear descended from some forgotten European royal bloodline.
Girls are literally swooning.
One nudges her friend with starry eyes.
"Hey, Guo Chouyan! Your brother's at the top again — front and center! I'm so jealous. What's it like living with that kind of face every day~~?"
Guo Chouyan barely glances up.
"Please. I also have that kind of face. I just don't get why no one's made a 'Campus Queen Ranking.' I'd obviously top it — four years straight."
Her friend snorts.
"You? Queen? Yeah right! Sure, you're hot, but every guy who's confessed to you ended up crying and questioning his bloodline! You've got the looks, but your mouth is a weapon. And your grades? Girl, we're still betting on whether you'll graduate!"
Chouyan rolls her eyes and flicks her friend on the forehead.
"Watch it! I'm the student council president, okay?"
Her friend bursts out laughing.
"President? Everyone knows you scared your way into that position. The council only took you because they couldn't get your brother to show up!"
Yeah.
That's Guo Chouyan — the school's undisputed queen of chaos, and Guo Chouzhou's one-year-younger sister.
They share the same divine genetics — golden skin, striking curls, and eyes that could kill.
But while he's the brooding, melancholic prince every girl dreams of, she's the fiery, spoiled princess who lives for drama.
Chouyan sticks out her tongue.
"Whatever."
Her eyes drift to the photo beside her brother's — the guy ranked second.
A cocky smirk. Dark hair falling just over his eyes. A lazy confidence that screams trouble.
"Hmm… who's this guy?" she asks, curiosity sparking. "Never heard of him."
Her friend lights up.
"Oh! That's Mo Lü — a transfer student this year. He's in the same class as your brother. Total flirt. Smooth talker. Girls fall for him like it's a full-time job. He's already got a fan club!"
"Mo Lü…" Chouyan repeats, her lips curving into a sly grin.
Looks like the Campus Prince might finally have competition.
And for the first time, Guo Chouyan feels something new — curiosity.