When Shen You'an walked into the school gates early the next morning, everyone was holding their phones, walking while staring down at their screens.
"Careful." Shen You'an reached out and grabbed a boy's collar, pulling him back a step.
The boy stumbled, and when he looked up, a tree stump as thick as a bowl was right in front of him. Were it not for Shen You'an's intervention, he would've crashed headfirst into it.
He couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
The boy's expression shifted from anger to terror. When he turned his head, he suddenly felt dazzled.
"Shen... Shen You'an?"
Without pausing, the girl left a faint remark, "Watch where you're walking," before heading off.
The boy stared blankly at her retreating figure as she walked away, muttering to himself, "The... the school beauty actually talked to me..."
Until recently, everyone's impression of Shen You'an was that she was an untouchable academic genius, with grades that towered like mountains.
