"That might not be the case. After all, we haven't seen each other for a whole summer."
The petite Lingren, with her long hair tied up in a bun behind her head, letting black strands fall elegantly to her shoulders, framed her face with cute, princess-style bangs. Her fair little face showed a frightened expression:
"You don't know how scary women are. You know where I'm from, and I'm all too familiar with them. I just hope our sisterly friendship never goes sour."
As Lingren spoke, with her aggrieved baby-fat face about to cry, it was easy to overlook her actual age as a college student and mistake her for a junior high school kid, giving her a very pitiful appearance.
