Meng Yao looked at Xue Yang and yes, this is the one he remembered. Not the smug asshole from the commercials and TV. No, this one. The punk that stole Mei from him, broke his present and beat him up. The one who took his clothes when he was showering after gym, the one that teased him and spread rumours about him being a pervert. He hated Xue Yang.

But he was just a boy. An idiot boy. And Meng Yao was a man.

"What's embarrassing is you hiding in the hallway. Just go into class, if you're so untouchable. Who cares?" Meng Yao dismissed as he moved to walk around Xue Yang. "Move, please."