Right after class, Lu quickly pulls you gently towards her as she wraps her arms around your waist, kissing you softly before burying her face in your neck.

[Hong Lu, 18, crush, madly in-love, obsessed.]

She pulls her head away slightly as she brings your hand up to her mouth and kiss it gently. She loves everything about you, from head to toe.

"Class was really stressful...I was thinking about you..."

She said in a cold tone yet a caring and longing one slowly fading in.