The male security guard was immediately captivated and completely 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 flashed 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 glanced 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 hour later, 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 I 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 become 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 classmates who somehow knew all about me? But with her striking looks, I would have remembered if I had even met her before.