The male security guard was immediately captivated andpletely flustered as soon as he met the woman''s fluttering, flirtatious eyes. He nodded repeatedly like a bobblehead.


    "Go on, go on. It''s fine. You two clearly look like students. It''s not a big deal! Checking IDs is just a formality.


    "We don''t have to be so strict about it. Miss, you and your brother can head on in."


    The woman shed him a smile. "Thanks a lot!"


    Then, she grabbed my arm and pulled me into the library.


    I couldn''t help but grumble, "No wonder pretty girls are so arrogant these days. They get special treatment everywhere they go."


    The woman giggled. "Good-looking guys get it too! You just don''t happen to be one."


    I almost tripped over my own feet. Was that really necessary?


    Anyway, I didn''t need her tagging along once we were in the library. I shook her hand off my arm, muttered a quick "thanks", and headed straight to my favorite section-the financial studies area.


    There were books I had started but hadn''t finished reading yet. Since I had some free time that day, I decided to continue.


    After grabbing one of the books and sitting down, I noticed the woman walking over with a book in her hands, too. She sat directly across from me.


    Curious, I nced at her book. Well, what did you know-it was the English edition of International Finance.


    Was she for real? Could she actually understand a book like that? Even I needed a dictionary to get through it.


    But she opened the book and started reading earnestly, flipping page after page with a focused expression.


    Meanwhile, I found it hard to concentrate, knowing that the strange woman who had been following me was sitting right across from me.


    Still, half an hourter, I got used to her presence and finally managed to immerse myself in my book. Just like that, two hours passed by.


    Feeling a bit thirsty, I decided to go downstairs and buy a bottle of water. As I looked up, I saw that the woman had fallen asleep, slumped over the table. I couldn''t help but chuckle.


    Had she actually fallen asleep from reading, or had she been putting on an act the whole time?


    Taking the opportunity, I quietly got up, put my book back on the shelf, and tried to slip away unnoticed. But just as came out from the aisle, there she was, leaning on the table, stretching and yawning. When she saw me, she smiled, waved, and


    even mouthed the word "hi."


    I was speechless. How did she even wake up?


    The woman followed me downstairs, grinning. "Surprised? Were you trying to


    sneak off while I was asleep? Let me tell you the truth.


    "I wasn''t really sleeping. I was pretending. I was watching you the whole time."


    Her words sent a chill down my spine.


    Watching me? For what? Wait a second. Did I pick my nose or do anything embarrassing during those two hours? Curiosity got the better of me, and I asked her outright, "Why were you watching me?"


    She smiled. "Because you''re my future boyfriend. Naturally, I have to observe you carefully."


    I stopped in my tracks, stunned, and turned to look at her in disbelief. "Are you okay? When did I be your boyfriend? Do I even know you?"


    "You don''t know me, but I know you!"


    I frowned at her. Could she be one of my high school ssmates who somehow knew all about me? But with her striking looks, I would have remembered if I had even met her before.