Some people are born to accept the tease of fate, while others are born to make fun of fate. In this school with more boys and fewer girls, almost every girl is chased by boys, and I am no exception – in fact, my appearance is not beautiful, at most, it is just a medium preference. The few boys who courted me were rejected by me for thousands of miles. Slowly, there would be no boy chasing me. It was good and saved a lot of trouble. Some sisters said that they guessed that I already had BF, or I was GL at all, or I despised these boys with poor grades Guess what you like. I don’t care.