林薇 wakes up to the blinding sun of a summer afternoon, the scent of fresh-cut grass and exhaust fumes hanging in the air. She's lying on the familiar cracked pavement of her old high school campus, the same spot where she first met her nemesis—Xiao Zhan. Back then, she was just a nobody, a shadow in his spotlight. Now, she's back in time, given a second chance to rewrite the cruel ending she endured.

"Xiao Zhan," she mutters, pushing herself up. The name alone carries the weight of her past trauma. She should have seen it coming, the subtle changes in his behavior, the way his smile grew colder with each passing day. But she was blind, too caught up in her own dreams to notice the storm gathering.

She takes a deep breath, her eyes locking onto a figure approaching from the end of the path. Xiao Zhan. And he's walking towards her, his strides confident, his smirk sharper than ever. The memory of how he manipulated her, how he used to toy with her emotions, still burns in her chest.