In the afternoon, there was an uninhabited classroom.

The summer glow shines in from outside the window, dyeing the entire classroom a layer of dimness.

This is the activity room of the Art Department, which looks very empty under the large open space. There are not many tables and chairs, and they are all neatly placed in a corner of the classroom.

Eve is drawing a painting.

Bright lines outline the appearance of a girl.

The girl on the canvas smiled brightly, holding the hem of the complex gauze skirt in one hand, stepping on a tender green lawn.

Her hair was slightly chaotic, as if the wind was blowing towards her, gently brushing through her unforgettable beautiful face.

The bright colors in the center of her existence makes people feel-

This must be a child who is bathing in love.

In the picture, there is another teenager standing behind the girl.

The boy was tall and straight, with broad shoulders and was wearing an equally expensive dress.

Judging from the direction he is facing, it is not difficult to imagine his actions at this time.

He should be, looking at the girl in front of him with gentle eyes.

However, the color of the painting has been put into other parts, and only the face of this young man... is still blank.

The boy's blank facial features brought great shortcomings to this highly completed painting.

In the empty activity room, Eve quietly watched the semi-finished product.

However, the brush in her hand was unable to fall down for a long time.

After hanging his wrist for a while, a long sigh of desolation sounded in the classroom.

...No matter how good a painting is, once there are flaws, it cannot be called perfect.

She put the brush down.

At this moment, the classroom door was knocked from outside.

Eve didn't look back, but just increased the volume and said, "Please come in."

The door, which was just a false cover, was pushed open with a "creak".

The footsteps are from far to near.

Then, the voice of the boy sounded around him.

"Why, do something like this?"

His tone was puzzled and full of blame.

...

There have always been some strange organizations in this school.

Wien accepted this matter as an existing setting.

However, he did not expect that many rumors that have troubled him all year round were the students around him who had a good relationship.

By investigating the people who deliberately spread rumors, Wien found the culprit like a detached person.

He has figured out all the things [Beautiful Boys Love Guardian Association], [Wynn-Chris Love Guardian Association], and where those strange list selections come from.

It's also a bit of luck. If he hadn't just caught a timid girl who was committing the crime, and intimidated and threatened them, directly exposing their joint methods; with Eve's concealment, he would probably have to spend more time to discover something.

"Why do you do this?"

In the activity room of the art department, Wien asked her in confusion.

Eve smiled faintly.

"Student Wien." Her soft voice was as always.

"You know, too? In this world, most people are ordinary and imperfect."

Wien frowned and looked at her, waiting quietly for the following.

Eve stood up, walked to the window on one side, and looked up at the clouds shining in the distance.

"The love that begins by oneself is ordinary, real feelings...so it is very boring."

She said as if she sighed, and as if she complained.

"But." Her words changed.

"In this boring world, there are always some people - destined to be extraordinary."

Hearing this sentence, Wien's expression subsided.

At this moment, he almost mistakenly thought that what Eve called "unusual people" was hinting at the protagonists in the animation.

Fortunately, her next words quickly dispelled Wien's doubts.

"To pair up extraordinary people, find them, and witness their intimate connection... is a kind of satisfaction for me."

Eve had an unidentified smile on her face. "That's my original intention."

The orange light shone obliquely under his feet, pulling out a long shadow.

Wien walked up and saw her painting.

His eyes flashed through the girl in the painting and stopped at the boy's blank face, silent.

"How is it?" Eve asked.

"I haven't finished drawing, so I can't comment." Wien said truthfully.

Before it is really finished, any failure is enough to ruin a painting with great potential.

After saying that, he added: "But, this girl is very beautiful."

Of course it must be beautiful!

He was not blind either, so he wouldn't be able to see that this girl was drawn in the way of Chris.

"Yes, she's pretty."

Eve affirmed his comment.

After maintaining a long silence between the two, Eve raised the topic again.

"Her beauty makes people feel from the bottom of their hearts...she deserves what she wants." Eve said softly.

Whether it is love, or anything else.

Just looking at this person, you will involuntarily have a thought:

People like her should be happy.

"She has already got it," said Wien.

Miss Chris, the protagonist, is surrounded by love and has nothing to do with her.

As long as she wants, under the protection of the protagonist's halo, she can do almost everything.

"No." Eve shook her head.

"She might think she got it. But what she got... was just a fake."

It's like a pieced together with inferior materials, inferior dolls.

Everything seems normal, but it will fall apart when it will fall apart.

Or it is like a fake first aid drug, a dying patient swallows it into his stomach with hope.

But in the end, I still have to wait for my life to come to an end.

The so-called fake is—

False stuff.

Wien stared at Miss Eve leaning against the window in front of her.

"Not a fake."

Seeing Eve turn to look at him, Wien stressed again, "My feelings for her are not fakes."

He likes Chris.

He enjoyed his days with her.

He was content with the identity she brought to himself.

Once you get close to the other person, your heart will be beating, and you will miss you if you don’t see him for a long time.

He also wanted to possess everything she had forever, and did not want her to become close to other opposite sexes, and wanted her to never be able to leave her side...

I like every little thing in it.

Such a clear and strong liking is absolutely impossible to be a false thing.

Seeing his serious expression, Eve smiled.

"So... what is this guy, to you?"
Chapter completed!