Chapter 2

Standing in place, I stared at the system panel.

“Host, your new target is Caleb.”

Caleb was the school’s academic genius, smart and from a good family. He and Jaxon were hailed as the school’s male idols.

He was the secret crush of countless girls at school, but because he was so outstanding, few dared to confess.

Most importantly, Caleb was over 6 feet tall, handsome, I hadn’t seen his physique but it must be good, and he had no rumored relationships, completely single.

I laughed out loud in delight, deciding I’d visit a temple and light some incense when I got a chance.

I had to properly thank all the deities.

I started gathering information on Caleb’s whereabouts, planning to orchestrate a casual encounter.

I heard Caleb was at the library.

I found a pretty floral dress, put on light makeup, and tied my hair into pigtails.

Going for a pure and innocent vibe.

I grabbed a book I’d borrowed before, planning to use returning it as an excuse to make an impression on Caleb.

But just as I was about to head out.

I got a call from Jaxon. He immediately started giving haughty orders: “Luna wants desserts from the Sweet Haven. Go buy a few, and pair them with some boba tea. Deliver them within half an hour.”

I wasn’t angry at all. Honestly, if I truly let myself get angry with Jaxon, I’d probably explode and become a walking drama bomb.

“Jaxon, find someone else or go buy them yourself. I’m busy, I don’t have time for you.”

Jaxon completely ignored me, finished his spiel, and hung up: “Hurry up, I’ll only wait half an hour. Even when you’re playing hard to get, know your limits.”

Psychopath, narcissist, self-absorbed jerk.

Ugh, such a turn-off!!!

I cursed him under my breath and blocked his number.

Not having to deal with Jaxon the Maniac, watching him throw a fit, was simply wonderful.

Finally, I wouldn’t have to worry about getting stress-related illnesses anymore.

At the library, I pretended to stand there returning a book, but my eyes were scanning nonstop, trying to pinpoint Caleb’s location.

Soon, I found him.

It wasn't that my eyesight was exceptional; it was that Caleb practically glowed, and his handsomeness was on a whole other level compared to everyone else.

I secretly made a decision to work on my complexion when I got back. Otherwise, standing next to him, I’d just be the background, like a firefly next to a street lamp.

Alright, next up, the approach.

The most inconspicuous yet noticeable accidental encounter in a library is probably standing on opposite sides of the same bookshelf as Caleb, pulling out a book, and then our eyes meeting.

When our eyes met, I should subtly smile.

It was both sweet and romantic, and easy to execute.

Ugh, darn it, that trick wouldn’t work.

The school bookshelves were double-layered; you’d have to pull out two books to make eye contact.

The chances of Caleb and I simultaneously pulling out opposing books and achieving that “across the bookshelf eye contact” feat were too low.

And if I pulled a book after he did, just to meet his eyes, it would be too obvious.

Gotta think of something else.

Got it! The bookshelves are so tall; it’s perfectly normal for me not to reach a book.

Caleb is such a tall, strong guy; he’d probably be happy to help a delicate girl like me grab a book, right?

As long as he helps, we’d have a connection, an excuse to talk to him, ask for his help, invite him to dinner.

One thing leading to another, we’d get to know each other, and feelings would develop.

Hey, if it works, it works.

Once I had a plan, I immediately put it into action.

I walked to a bookshelf not far from Caleb, randomly picked a book, and began to stand on my tiptoes, reaching for it, putting on a full show of being able to touch it but not quite grab it.

But after reaching for a while, no one came to help. I subtly turned my head, using my peripheral vision to see what Caleb was doing.

Only to find that spot empty.

I stepped back from the bookshelf and saw Caleb already seated in the reading area.

I inwardly grumbled that he was so oblivious.

I went to the fiction section and picked out a romance novel that suited my taste.