Love Began with the First Meeting

"Charlie, that is Mr. George." Evelyn couldn't take her eyes off George. Evelyn had always strongly felt that she was in charge of her own life and that she would pursue her dreams with everything she had. She could be a strong queen and sometimes also a cute princess. She still had a pure and romantic heart.

Charlie raised his brows at Evelyn as he stood up and walked towards George and Allen.

"Hello, Mr. George." Evelyn stretched out her hand, her eyes shining.

"Hello!" George shook her hands with a smile. Then he looked at Charlie. "Mr. Charlie, you handle the pressure well," he said, nodding at the two girls on either side of him. "You are being accompanied to college by two beautiful women. I admire you." "Thank you," Charlie said with a smug smile.

"Elsa, do you really want to stay with a man like this?" Allen glared at her. He looked like he was about to pop a vein in his forehead.

Elsa's lips formed a grim line while Charlie maintained his smile without a word. It was rare for Evelyn to remain silent in such a situation. Charlie figured that it was probably because of George's presence or hopefully because she knew what was on her dear brother's mind.

After a few seconds, Elsa drew a deep breath and asked, "What do you mean by that a man like this? Aren't you a two-timing dog? Do you think you are somehow nobler?" She glowered at Allen. She was so pissed off by his words for some reason. Allen's expression changed quickly. George listened to their banter and interrupted, "Miss, you shouldn't always blindly believe what you see in front of you. We shouldn't judge a book by its cover, right?" His gaze shifted slyly from Elsa to Charlie. "Do you think so, Mr. Charlie?"

Charlie's lips formed a crooked smile. "Yes, you are absolutely right." Charlie turned to look at Allen, who was gritting his teeth, and his eyes turned dark. Allen felt like he might slip and fall into that bottomless pit. "Some people like to play with fire, but fire consumes and destroys everything that it doesn't see fit. If you're not careful, you might get burned."

With a smirk, he turned to Evelyn. "Evelyn, I'll accompany you back to your dormitory and then go to the library with Elsa."

"Okay." Evelyn was back to normal. As she walked back with Charlie, she waved a secret goodbye to George. Her big eyes glowed as if they were saying something. It was her eyes which attracted lots of people.

Once they were out of his sight, George said, "Before today, I never understood it... She is not the most beautiful girl in our university, not even the best in the department, but many boys chase after her. And now, I understand the reason. Her eyes are so bright. When you talk to her, you'll get lost in her charm." He withdrew his sight from their direction. "What a pity. Charlie spoils her so much, but does not love her."

Allen frowned. Since they had been living in the same dormitory room for more than two years, he knew that George wasn't a simple guy to understand.

George cast a glance at Allen and started walking. "Charlie's eyes are filled with possessiveness when he looks at Elsa, but it is different with Evelyn. He treats her gently, like a porcelain doll. More like a familial love, I would say." He thought it very strange, but he did not say anything much to Allen. Seeing the annoyed expression on his face, George sighed, "If you want Elsa back from Charlie, Rita is not the only obstacle you will be facing. You will have to go head-to-head with Charlie, too."

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If all the subjects in the university were to be taught by Charlie, everyone would pass with flying colors. When the professors taught Elsa the subjects, it sounded more like Greek and Latin to her. But Charlie was very good at teaching and the subjects seemed more interesting now. After hearing his explanations, Elsa could understand it clearly.

She stared at his handsome face as he explained a formula in her book. It was close to noon. The rays of the sun passed through the window panes and fell on his face, making him glow a golden color. He looked truly like a prince from fantasy stories. His eyes shone bright and his skin glowed in the sunshine.

His lips curled into a smile as he leaned slightly to look at Elsa, who was staring shamelessly at him. "Do you like what you see?"

"Yes!" Elsa nodded. "Very much."

A surge of electricity passed through him when he heard her honest reply. He couldn't get a grip on his desires. "Do you want to kiss me now?" His voice had become softer, like a beautiful violin melody, pulling her towards him.

Elsa's face turned red, but she still nodded. She had no idea if she was in a dream or if this was really happening. She couldn't tell the difference. She felt that his soft lips gently rested on hers. His lips had a faint inviting smell. Her eyes were wide open, and she suddenly realized that his face was so close to hers.

Elsa wanted to push him away at once, but her lips wouldn't oblige. They were busy cherishing him, drowning in the pleasure. She wished time would stop at that moment.

Elsa closed her eyes gradually and followed her heart, trying hard not to think about anything else.

"What are you thinking about?" Charlie asked, his lips dangerously close to hers.

Elsa quickly opened her eyes and her fantasy bubble burst with a pop. "Ah!" she screamed and leaned backward immediately. Her face looked like a ripe tomato

Charlie was taken aback at first, but then burst out laughing. He looked around them. Elsa followed his gaze. People around them were frowning and they looked curiously at her, their eyes full of discontentment.

Elsa felt guilty and bowed slightly to apologize. When they returned to their books, she glared at Charlie.

Charlie leaned in towards her and asked in a whisper, "What were you thinking about?" Seeing that Elsa's face had turned red again, he asked mischievously, "Were you wondering why last night I did not..." He let the sentence trail and crooked his eyebrows with a wide smile on his lips. "No!" Elsa retorted immediately. "I wasn't thinking about last night. I was just wondering... if your lips are soft."

"Oh?" Charlie asked with a grin.

Elsa wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it. To make things worse, they were in the library and she forgot keeping her voice low. Embarrassed, Elsa lowered her head and looked around them. Many of them were looking discreetly in their direction.

Charlie, on the other hand, wasn't bothered by the stares at all. He ruled his own world. He came closer to her and said in a husky voice, "Do you want to find out?" Before Elsa could react, Charlie held her neck and pulled her towards him. His thin soft lips crashed onto hers hungrily, while everyone in the library watched.

This time, it was not a fantasy nor an illusion. Else knew that this was very much real. His lips were softer than she had thought it to be in her illusion and it had a fresh fragrance, like the smell of seawater and fresh grass. She was lost in his scent. "Wow!"

someone shouted. In an instant, the library was in an uproar. Some people recognized Elsa and Charlie, who were still the hottest topic in their school forum.

"Oh! I wish I were Elsa. If I could be kissed like that by Charlie, I wouldn't care about any gossips." A pretty girl looked greedily at them.

"Yeah... I would do anything if I could just have him hold me in his arms." Another girl joined in the conversation.

"Is it okay for them to show their affection like this in public?" another girl snorted and said. "Would it have at least been good if I were the girl getting kissed by Charlie."

The library became noisier than before as people gathered around. After a while, they got tired of watching the couple make out and left them alone.

"Hmm..." Elsa moaned slightly as they pulled apart from each other. She pushed his chest away from her. Biting her lips to hide her embarrassment, she stood up to leave.

Charlie moved quickly. As she was running down the steps, he caught her arms and stood in front of her, heaving slightly. "Are you running away from me?"

His words hit Elsa's heart sharply. She had not forgotten about Allen completely, so it just didn't feel right to have such feelings towards Charlie already. She didn't want to be a bitch in everyone's eyes and more than anything else, she didn't want to betray her own feelings. 0000000