There's a system he likes.

He liked this system for a long time. 

He was his first love. And he'd been wishing to confess.

Yet that system... did not seem to have recognized him. At worse, that system might have forgotten about him after the long years that they had been apart.

They were quite close. At least he thought so.

His name changed and he was taller, manlier and the total opposite of the little angel that he was as a child.

Realizing this made him a coward and so after flying back to the country, Zhao Long chose to watch over him from a distance, satisfying himself with glimpses of his figure.

The time they spent together before he left was a meager one year. Still, that single year took away his heart and Zhao Long only realized this late when he wasn't by his side anymore.

He was happy just seeing him from afar after coming back...

from High school ...

to University ...

and now, their workplace...

But with him being so close to his side, Zhao Long felt the greed to somehow become someone special to him and stop from being a background character that he casually passes by.

The scent of lemon was intoxicating ... the system liked that scent very much and Zhao  Long's ears would turn red whenever he was in close proximity.

Zhao Long's face was somehow paralyzed that he did not know how to even smile. Naturally because of this, he had always been mistaken as a cold and introverted person which made it more difficult for him to actually talk to anyone ...

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): So other than you ... there's no one who I could ask for advice ...]

"W-Wait a second there. System, maybe i'm wrong but did you just low key identified yourself as a stalker?" After being transported into his own novel, the author was tied to this system that was a bit too shy to talk to.

Yet once it opened it's mouth, it started recounting its own Love story and not only that, revealed his stalking tendencies?!

Hey! I didn't sign up for this! This system doesn't make me feel safe
( ╯°□°)╯ ┻━━┻

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): I do admit that i'm a stalker. But I never assaulted him nor even touched him ... we barely even talk ...]

Having fantasies weren't considered a crime.

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): I really wish to talk to him like the old times. Hang out and play games ... play games ... with him.]

The author felt a shiver travel his spine, uneasy about the sudden emphasis on the the phrase play-games-with-him. ah ...

"Why don't you just talk with him and tell him who you are? Won't that help you two get closer?"

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): But he didn't recognize me ... maybe he really did forget about me and that will kill me...]

"Being forgotten wouldn't kill you! Just help him remember by recounting your memories together, it's so easy!"

--- The system '-Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^)' had deducted 100 points. Remaining 436 pts.

"Hey! What did I do for you to deduct that much?!"

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): There's still a chance that he had not forgotten about me and It's not easy ... if it was, I wouldn't be stalking him for years now.]

"But it's not right to take away my points from simply saying the truth!"

--- The system -'Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^)' had deducted 2 points. Remaining 434 pts.

"..." This author decided to shut up and just listen like a good boy.

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): I haven't seen him lately because of work. I'm worried if he's eating well. I want to make food for him but i don't think I can even give it to him. What to do. I want to be someone significant.]

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): The last time I saw him, he was smiling a lot. It made him happy to see him like that but I was also jealous since it wasn't me who made him happy...]

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): I want to be the one to make him happy ... anyone else should just ...]

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): "..."]

"..." The eerie silence ... omg, this system is frightening. WTF, not only is this system a stalker but it seems to be dangerously possessive.

"If I talk, you won't deduct more points?"

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): I'm not unreasonable.]

Ah yeah? (°ㅂ°╬)

"You, whatever you're feeling right now won't matter unless you actually start talking to him. You can be jealous! you can be possessive! but unless you actually have some relationship with him then nothing will happen. So just talk to this person. Right this instant if you can!"

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): R-R-Right now...?]

"Right now!"

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): But he's busy ...]

"I don't know how you systems works but you sure can drop by? his side for even a little bit right?"

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): I can ...]

"So?"

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): "..."]

[ Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^): "..."]

--- The system -'Admin's Sweetheart ( ^▽^)' is offline.

"Ah, he left." The author  sighed in relief and stood up from his seat.

In his novel, he decided to watch things unfold from far away and dare not get close to the protagonist and his entourage. He was currently resting in an inn while waiting for an event which was supposed to occur today.

"I felt like I have forgotten something though. What is it?" He was about to walk out of his room when his brain sent him signals.

"HEY! YOU DUMB SYSTEM COME BACK! GIVE ME BACK MY 102 POINTS!!!" 

(ﾉಥ益ಥ)ﾉ the fight is about to start. I was going to buy a life saving talisman with it.

ah I don't want to die yet ...

-

 Zhao Long put everything down and was standing in front of his door. In his hand was a box of pastries that he'd been saving up for himself and for that special someone ...

Repeatedly, he would end up eating both portions since he couldn't give it to him which is a common occurrence.

"I should try today ... again." this self encouragement only made his heart weep.

If he had both ears and a tail, they would've been drooping lifelessly.

Making his way to his room, he was met with his colleagues polite yet awkward greeting. His phoenix shaped eyes were intimidating and paired with his stiff expression, he wasn't looking very welcoming...

"Zhao Long!" An ordinary middle aged man approached him.

"Chief." It was the project head.

"My wife is looking for you. She said if you don't come right away something bad will happen to you. She'll probably pull out one of her pranks again."

"..." Zhao Long could only frown. Why now ...

"You know her, that rotten woman is uncontrollable. Maybe you can coax her to stop with that box of sweets you're carrying with you."

"..." Zhao Long glared at him before sighing in defeat. It seems that today, is also a failure...

"Where's your tag?" Zhao Long rummaged his pockets and attached it to his chest.

Zhao Long

Administrator and Subject Overseer

M.E.M.O.R.Y Project

"Don't lose it!" the chief waved his hand and left.

Looking for the Chief's wife was easy as she barely leaves her lab. Entering, what Zhao Long could see was the endless sketches of handsome men that were either littered onto the floor or pasted onto the walls.

Currently, the woman seemed to be working on another model to upload into the M.E.M.O.R.Y server.

"Chief's wife. You called?"

"Zhao Long! You're here! I've been waiting~" she hurriedly rummaged through her book pulled out a sketch to show it to him.

"How is he?! Is he to your liking? any thoughts?" Her eyes were bright as stars contradicting the dark bags under her eyes.

"I don't like his hair... the lips are too pump ..." 

"You think so? Ok wait bit, i'll alter it right now."

"You called me over for this?" He asked yet she didn't answer. 

The chief's wife was one of the few who wasn't scared off by his intimidating face.

After she found out of his obsession with a certain someone, her rotten side naturally came to the forefront and since then she'd been asking him for opinions about these sorts of things.

"Done! he really looks a lot better now. Oh and here!" she opened the drawer and gave him an envelope.

Inside were photos. Stolen pictures of him.

"You're welcome. Ask me for help again." This transaction was gratifying. The photo albums had been piling up yet these new photos was a sign for him to start another one.

The chief's wife noticed the box he bought with him and sported a sly grin to express the amusement in her heart.

"Zhao Long, good luck! I'm rooting for you. hurhur."

Defeated by her enthusiasm, he sighed.

-

The hundredth attempt ...

Zhao Long was now standing before his door.

Uhh ... (ー_ー )

He couldn't stop fiddling between his fingers and the box's handle due to nervousness. His brow tightened and his intimidating expression was now lines heavier.

"Why is Zhao Long looking so angry ..."

"Shhh! he might hear you! Shen Liangxi probably made him angry again!"

I'm not mad. And I can hear you ...

He reflexively touched his face. His self esteem was steadily dropping and he was now more concerned on how scary he looked at the moment.

"Today too ... I should go." he couldn't do it and was about to step back when suddenly the door opened.

"What the-ah ... Z-Zhao Long?"

Shen Liangxi jumped from surprise. Why was he just standing there.

"..." He was also surprised by this that his phoenix eyes widened slightly, leaving him stupefied.

"Hi?"

"Here." He stiffly raised the box before him and Shen Liangxi accepted it with both hands.

Shen Liangxi thought he had more to say about this yet before he could even ask, Zhao Long lowered his head and turned to leave.

"Wait. Dont leave yet." Shen Liangxi went back inside. It didn't take a while for him to come out again and in his hand was a bag filled with bread that he didn't like.

"Have them. I couldn't eat them and i didn't want to throw them away." Shen Liangxi knew him as Zhao Long was the talk of the lab. He who was good at judging people knew that Zhou Long wasn't a bad guy despite his appearance unlike the rumours.

Take his brother for example whenever Ming Yu wasn't around.

Zhou Long lowered his head again to express thanks and left in a hurry while carrying the bag with him.

The redness of his ears went down to his neck so he rushed, wishing to be away from people's prying eyes.

He gave it! he gave it! he gave it! 
( 〃▽〃)

In this scene, Shen Liangxi was left there confused on why he gifted him pastries while Zhao Long walked with a loud beating heart, satisfied with this little success.

During lunch break, Zhao Long was sitting was sitting on the corner table opposite to Shen Liangxi's. On his hand was a bread that he gave him which he reluctantly ate.

He'll eat this one but he'll keep the rest!

He couldn't keep his eyes off from the bread on his hands and failed to notice how Shen Liangxi was staring at him eating it.

"He seems to really like it." The stiff face didn't show an expression but Zhou Long's delight was expressed by his gestures.

The eyes of chief's wife who was sitting on a separate table was switching between the two people and the pink bubbles invaded her brain.

"Should I play cupid?" She mumbled to herself.

She opened her phone and accessed a certain chatroom.

---RottenAngel is online.

#RottenAngel: There's a little progress hurhur.
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Sadly. This is a story for another time.