My junior brother used my photos to catfish the school belle, but ended up hooking the fierce school bully instead. The bully was so furious he posted a warning thread online. [My roommate is a pervert, can I kill him?] [He still insists the goddess in the picture is his sister.] Netizens advised him to think twice: what if the pervert really has a fairy-like sister? The bully didn't believe it, saying no one could be that beautiful. Until he saw me cheering for the opposing team on the basketball court. He hurriedly updated the thread. [My brother-in-law is doomed, but he sleeps like the dead, what do I do? Can I warm the bed instead?] 1 Since we were kids, I've known my twin brother was an idiot. When I was doing Math Olympiad, he was playing with poop. While I was winning awards left and right, his teachers hinted he should get his brain checked. I skipped three grades and got into college early; he was tormented by high school knowledge, not knowing which way was up. Finally, the year I was about to graduate, he barely scraped into the same university. Not long after school started, he fell in love. He shyly told me he was going to pursue the school belle. The school belle liked girls. But he said love could conquer all. He shared his simp diary with me every day. "Sis, I finally got her number!" "She actually said hi to me, so happy, so happy~" "The school belle's emojis are cute, her words are cute, sweet girls really save the world!" "!!!" "Sis, help me, help me, she asked me out tomorrow, what do I do?" "..." "It's over, I was so excited I smashed my phone, I have to use this laggy old one now, boohoo, so good sister, will you sponsor a new phone for your brother~" "Hehe, I finally succeeded, Sis, you must come tomorrow, you must!" "Sis, help your brother win this tough battle tomorrow, okay~" Followed by a few cheeky emojis. When I received Ben's message, I was rushing a paper. Without thinking much, I agreed haphazardly. I revised until midnight before submitting the result I was most satisfied with to my advisor. After happily scrolling through my phone for a while. I remembered the school belle was known for being a cool, aloof queen. Where was the sweetness? Also, could an idiot like Ben really catch the school belle? Before I could figure it out, a friend forwarded me a campus forum post. Saying the content was quite explosive. I threw my brain aside and started reading. The OP was fierce. [My roommate is a pervert, can I kill him?] 2 The onlookers were excited. [How perverted? Please elaborate.] [Hahaha I get it, I get it, OP is a man, roommate is a man, men talking about men being perverted is just that, hehehe~] [Bestie, the BL you love to watch is real!] [Heh, OP is discriminating, reported.] The OP stated he didn't discriminate against any group, but hated deception. [He photoshopped a stunning photo as his profile picture, I thought he was a woman!] Receiving the reply, the classmates who scolded the OP immediately apologized. [That really is perverted, using a woman's photo to date a straight man, disgusting beyond measure, sorry for the friendly fire.] This comment got many likes. Occasionally there were replies advising him. [It's late, don't make a scene bro, just beat him up a couple of times to vent, being roommates it's not worth it.] [How did you just find out your roommate is a pervert?] The OP replied to him. [I'm a freshman, mixed dorm, rarely stay in the dorm, don't interact much with roommates, and usually he acts silly.] [Thinking about it now, maybe he was playing dumb.] [Can I really not kill him? I even bought a shovel.] [Oh, he confessed the profile picture isn't photoshopped, it's stolen from his sister, dying of laughter, how is that possible!] In just a few minutes, more people flooded under the post. Watching the drama with great pleasure. I also laughed out loud, twisting like a maggot on the bed. Until I scrolled to a blurry dorm photo at the bottom. Suddenly I couldn't laugh anymore. In the bottom left corner of the photo was a gray backpack, hanging a familiar squirrel plushie. It looked exactly like the ugly one Ben won from a claw machine. Coincidentally, the post updated. [Can't take a beating at all, started crying before I even got serious, he keeps saying the profile picture is his sister, his sister looks like that, something about catfishing the wrong person.] [He also said his sister is coming to help him tomorrow.] [Does that mean a fight? His sister is in the underworld.] [Fine, tomorrow I'll just beat them both up and be done with it!] !!! F*ck, that dead pervert wouldn't be my brother, right! 3 My brain crashed instantly. Numbly refreshing the post and flipping through replies for clues. Finally, I accepted my fate with tears. That idiot who used his sister's photo to catfish the school belle but caught his roommate instead was my twin brother from the same parents. Ahhh, Ben, you're dead! [Whoa, big talk, not afraid of the underworld, OP sounds tough, doesn't seem like a freshman.] [Upstairs, don't say not like a freshman, not even like a human! Could he be from the underworld too?] [So fierce, so crazy, so domineering, OP's identity must be extraordinary.] [Hahaha that arrogant disdainful tone, I think I know who it is, let me reveal a bit, more badass than the underworld, the principal begged him to attend this school!] [Wow wow wow, that's a true young master!] Reading the replies below, I got more and more alarmed. Years of life experience and novel reading told me, there are three types of "masters" you can't mess with in this world. The old master crossing the street, the master you owe money to, and, the young master of a certain family! Which one isn't trouble and hard to deal with? The urge to kill Ben reached its peak at this moment. Scrolling with my fingers, I subconsciously switched to the chat screen. When I calmed down, [Ben, you're dead!] had already been sent successfully. After a long time, a voice message came from the other side. I hesitated and clicked it. The idiot's scream pierced my eardrums "Sis, Sis, save me!" Luckily I was wearing headphones, my roommates couldn't hear. Following that, was a clear, cold sneer. "Gutsy, which side are you from? How many people tomorrow?" 4 Realizing Ben's phone had been commandeered. I typed and deleted. [Just me? Um, actually this is a misunderstanding...] He seemed angry. Without waiting for me to explain clearly, he unilaterally ended the conversation. "Look down on me? Fine, respect your decision, my principle is not hitting women, I'll give you a two-hand handicap tomorrow." Voice strong and powerful, sounds like he can really fight! I suddenly didn't want to care about Ben anymore. Forget it, the battle of the century has always been like this, sleep! Before closing my eyes, the replies under the post suddenly became crooked. [OP have you ever thought, what if his sister really looks like the photo?] [So what? Does it affect beating people tomorrow?] [Upstairs forgot why OP was tricked, the photo must be stunning! Speaking of which how beautiful is she, show us.] [Hehe must be very beautiful, charmed OP so much he lost his north without sleeping with the pervert, photo probably saved.] [...] The OP suddenly got anxious, replying one by one. [Impossible, absolutely impossible for anyone to be that beautiful!] [This is a premeditated scam, scammed people and still so arrogant, their chat history is evidence!] [Just a scammer's trick, will I fall for it!] The alumni who got retorted posted a shrugging emoji. [See, anxious again.] [OP is mad confused, who exactly got into the OP's thunder list, so hard to guess~] [So mad spinning in circles yet still won't release the photo, don't you have a clue in your heart?] The OP ignored everyone, making a bold statement. [First time I've been tricked since childhood, meet tomorrow, whoever begs for mercy first is the grandson!] [Those siblings just wait to get beaten!] I pulled a tired smile. Seemed like no way out, actually no way out indeed. 5 Woke up in the morning, phone popped up a message. [Something came up, I'll tell you the time and place when I decide.] [Buy a helmet, I've never hit a woman.] Ha, he's actually kinda nice. But I don't want to send myself to death, Ben that idiot caused his own trouble, let him bear it himself! Rare weekend, I decided to vegetate in the dorm and binge dramas. My best friend Hannah came over grinning and hugged my arm. "JoJo, such nice sunshine, let's go out and play~" Yes, the idiot brother and I took our parents' surnames respectively. He took my dad's surname, Ben Evans. I took my mom's surname, JoJo Quinn. Plus I despised Ben for being too stupid and embarrassing, so people around thought I was an only child. And he didn't dare say he had a twin sister. Afraid I'd get angry and cut his allowance. "JoJo, there's a basketball game at the North Playground today, men, all men!" "Heard several freshmen are super handsome!" "Come with me, please~" Unable to withstand her coquetry, I had to go with her to watch the game. The playground was packed. Girls from several surrounding dorm buildings all came! Even from other schools. "Big scene right? Look, they're all here for Liam." "He's the new campus heartthrob, rich second generation, the new teaching building of our school was donated by the King family." "Also, he didn't take shortcuts, got in by legitimate exam, handsome to a tragic degree, just a bit fierce." Hannah pulled me to the front row, pointing at the center of the court. Liam King? I tried to open my eyes, blurringly, saw a big guy who could teleport. "JoJo, how is he?" "Mm, not bad, should be number one in fighting!" 6 Hannah asked if I was okay. Leaned in to look. "Where are your glasses? Take them out and put them on, Liam is so good looking!" "Speaking of which, JoJo you are a recognized beauty, just too low-key didn't participate in the campus belle contest." "Sometimes I really want to beg you not to study, isn't it nice to find a handsome guy to date?" She stared at my face, suddenly changing the topic. I quickly interrupted: "So you support Liam?" She shook her head, looking shyly at the opposing team. Waved at the man in the very front: "No, I support my man." !!! "What are you surprised about, you study all day, how would you know I found a new boyfriend." She acted like a shy little wife. "Hehe, want to know the taste of a man?" I covered my face, indicating I didn't want to. She had to pull me to cheer for her boyfriend. "Damn Liam is sick, why steal my man's ball!" "Down with Liam, go go go!" "What a messy formation, JoJo, put on your glasses quickly and help me find my man." Hannah's voice was too loud, women around threw daggers with their eyes. Even the players on the court were startled. That big guy named Liam looked over. Front row position made it easy to see his face. Sword brows red lips, high nose bridge. Breathing slightly panting with the intense game, Adam's apple rolling. Broad shoulders narrow waist, sweat wetting the translucent jersey, outlining tight waist and abs. He was very tall, visually over 1.8 meters. The ball landed in front of us, Liam glanced over casually. When sweeping over me. He widened his eyes, the ball he just picked up fell from his hand. Eyes filled with stars suddenly brightened, but then quietly dimmed. Like he discovered something terrible. The whole person was about to shatter.
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