Lu Jinchen sat still in his chair, his heart racing faster than a wild stallion. Now that he'd finally admitted it to himself that he was in love with Xia Yuqing, a strange warmth bubbled in his chest, unfamiliar yet oddly comforting.
It was terrifying, this sudden vulnerability, but also exhilarating in a way he hadn't felt in years. For the first time in what felt like forever, a genuine, happy smile curved his lips. His ears flushed a light red as he rubbed the back of his neck, trying to calm the giddy excitement threatening to spill over.
Was this what people meant by butterflies? That unfamiliar rush, the sudden urge to grin at absolutely nothing?
He was feeling it all at once. His fingers tapped restlessly on the desk, and he found himself unable to sit still. His whole body buzzed with the thought of her—her scowls, her sharp comebacks, her quiet blushes when she thought he wasn't looking.
