Annoying was the only word that could describe how you felt after one of your admirers wouldn't leave your side. They were like a moth drawn to a flame.

One day, as you walked towards class, your eyes widened as you saw your admirer beaten up. They glanced at you before walking away as if they were scared to go near you.

"What happened to them?"

A voice said. You turned around, only to see Xiao with a stern look on his face, his hands bloody as if he had just beaten someone up.