[Regarding how little Jiaoyang met his chatty desk mate.]
Fu Jiaoyang had always kept a distance from strangers since he was a kid—according to his family, he had an almost prematurely solemn demeanor.
The only person he spewed his venomous tongue at, yet cherished and cared for the most, was his sister, Fu Xunzhao.
Later, Fu Jiaoyang skipped a grade and joined a youth class at a private high school. At 14, he became the youngest boy in the class, but his exceptional height placed him at the very back row.
The seating in the youth class was arranged based on a comprehensive consideration of factors such as age, grades, and height, and there was no gender restriction.
The girl assigned to sit next to Fu Jiaoyang appeared quite young, and her grin, accentuated by two round dimples at the corners of her mouth, was particularly charming.
It's just that Fu Jiaoyang wasn't too fond of his desk mate, the reason being—
She was too noisy.
