After my 18th birthday, I dreamt of a handsome young man every day.

"Nicole, come and find me, okay? My phone number is..."

His voice was elegant but hoarse, and his aggressive eyes were fixed on me.

I thought I had met a nightmare and asked for an amulet in the church. After that, I didn’t have that absurd dream again.

However, on the day of the university registration, I saw a familiar portrait on the honor wall.

I was shocked

I had a strange feeling.

I had the feeling of adrenaline soaring.

After my eighteenth birthday, every night in my dream, someone would always hold me in his arms and pull me to indulge in it.

I couldn't escape.

He kissed my forehead and asked me to remember his name over and over again.

"Lucas Brown. Nicole, my name is Lucas Brown. You are mine."

His aggressive eyes were fixed on me. In my dream, I was fascinated by him and was in a daze all the time.

It was not until dawn that I opened my eyes and realized what was going on.

The person in my dream, no, it should be a ghost, would hurt me.

Otherwise, why would he always seduce me every single day?

During the long vacation after the college entrance examination, I went to a church that was said to be very spiritual to ask for an amulet. After that, the ghost, who had seduced me, finally disappeared.

I can finally have a good sleep.

However, to be honest, after the college entrance examination, I, who was lonely during the holiday, missed him a little.

Although he was a ghost, it was undeniable that he was very handsome.

I admitted that I liked handsome guys.

Perhaps it was because the ghost's handsome face had raised my taste for men. For the entire holiday, I showed no interest in other men.

This state continued until college registration. When I passed by the honor wall, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of a particularly familiar but strange portrait.

[Lucas Brown, the representative of the excellent students of 2020. He once won the first prize of the national AI Creation Competition, the gold prize of the AR Competition, the SCP special award, and other honors.]

My mind went blank for a long time. The first thing I did after coming to my senses was to pinch my arm.

Oh, I really didn't have a daydream.

He was a person.

He was a living person.

So...

How did such a handsome and intelligent man appear in my dream?

After finding out the truth, my mind drifted all day long and I was like a wandering soul.

I didn’t come back to my senses until I was called by the counselor to prepare a speech as the representative of the freshmen.

I hesitated.

What if I bumped into him during the speech? Would he...

After all, I even remembered the phone number in my dream. Did he not remember what happened?

I would rather meet him in dreams than in reality. I tactfully refused the counselor, but she refused.

"Nicole, this is the honor given to you by the school. How can you refuse such a good opportunity?"

She glared at me exasperatedly. I could feel the threat in her eyes even though she didn’t say anything.

"If you don't do it, you won't have a good time this semester."

A few days later, I was assigned to make a speech as a freshman student in the school auditorium.

When I got on the stage, I quickly looked around.

Very good, he was not here.

I was relieved and completely integrated into the passionate statement.

With the applause of the audience, I bowed and stepped down from the stage in a relaxed and happy mood.

At this time, the host's voice sounded.

"Next, let's welcome the outstanding student representative of our school, Lucas Brown, to give a speech."

How should I describe my current feelings?

Everything went black for me and my heart skipped a beat. I was in urgent need of the Quick Acting Heart Reliever Pill.

The second before he walked out of the backstage, I lowered my head and hurried into the crowd.

"Nicole, he is so handsome!"

As soon as I sat down, Grace, my roommate next to me, grabbed my sleeve and screamed with obsession.

I nodded perfunctorily, stuck my head out, and stole a few glances.

Huh?

Why was he different from what I dreamed of?

In my dream, the young man was passionate and clingy. His amorous eyes were intoxicating and attractive, and he looked like a vixen.

In reality...

The young man on the podium looked like a noble gentleman. His beautiful peach-blossom-like eyes were cold, and with gold-rimmed glasses, he looked like a Prince Charming.

It had to be said that Lucas Brown did stand out.

He spoke with a standard London accent. He didn't even have a draft and was doing it on a whim.

When I secretly observed him, he glanced at me expressionlessly and then looked away.

From then on, their cold eyes never met again.

It was like treating a stranger.

Seeing that, I couldn't tell if I was disappointed or relieved, but I felt a little depressed.

Since he didn't know me, I would pretend that nothing had happened.

But why was I a little restless?

Until the end of the Start-of-Term Ceremony, I was absent-minded.

The crowd surged, and I accidentally bumped into someone and almost fell.

When I was lifted up by a slender hand, I didn't even raise my head and said, "Thank you."

Perhaps my perfunctory tone enraged him, he tightened his grip.

The slight pain brought me back to reality.

Oh, my fault, my fault.

How could he be so inattentive?

I raised my head and expressed my sincere gratitude.

"Thank... What?"

Could anyone tell me how he managed to squeeze his way through the vast crowd to me?

I had a problem.

I burped when I was nervous.

When I first saw him in my dream, I was also very nervous. Every time it came to a critical moment, I would burp and burp to make trouble to keep my innocence.

So, if he remembered what happened in his dream like me, I would definitely be exposed.

Fortunately, I managed my emotions well. I was only stunned for a moment before I quickly adjusted my expression. Pretending to be embarrassed, I moved away from him and lowered my head shyly.

"I'm sorry, Lucas. I ate too much for breakfast. I've made a fool of myself."

I thought that he would tease me, but I didn't expect that his expression didn't change, and his tone would be extremely distant.

"It doesn't matter. I understand. Since you're fine, I'll go first."

He left.

By the time I plucked up the courage to look up, he was nowhere to be seen.

Why did he pass through the crowd and come to my side?

Did he really not have any memories from his dream?

There were quite a lot of classes at the beginning of the school year. I was busy all day. At night, I lay on the bed and soon fell asleep.

Knowing Lucas was not a ghost, I hadn't brought the amulets with me recently.

I wanted him to enter a dream and to ask him about his identity.

But these two days, I hadn't seen him in a dream, so I gave up.

I didn't expect to dream of him again after falling asleep tonight.

"You are so amazing that you managed to shield me for so long."

He glared at me angrily. His beautiful peach blossom eyes were red, and he looked like an abandoned husband.

I quickly lowered my head and kept apologizing to him.

"Sorry, sorry, I thought you were..."

"Do you think I'm a monster that absorbs your energy?"

He twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly showed his sharp canine teeth. His tone was cold.

"In that case, I have to live up to your imagination."

"Oh, no..."

The rest of my words were blocked by his kiss.

When I woke up the next day, the dark shadows under my eyes and the exhaustion all over my body reminded me how much that bastard had done to me last night.

But...

"Uh, I forgot to get down to business after being interrupted by him."

So, was he really the same person who looked cold and indifferent in reality?

On the second day after the freshman ceremony, the physical training began.

I thought that the training ground was quite far away from his building, so I would not meet him again during this period of time if there was no accident.

However, when I looked up, I was face to face with him.

He had become our instructor.

It was said that in addition to his agility, his sports skills were also very strong. He had been a soldier for a period of time and had excellent grades. In addition, he used to train in this training team before, so he was directly selected as an instructor.

I lowered my head silently as I looked at his overly cold face.

Our fate must have been welded with steel bars.

How could I run into him everywhere?

Probably because I was a little absent-minded, the person who was talking suddenly looked at me.

"Nicole, step forward!"

I couldn't stand being frightened. After being provoked by his words, my damn burp sounded again.

Listening to me burping again and again, he stood with his back to the sun. I couldn't see his expression clearly, but his voice was still calm and emotionless.

"Nicole, you'd better eat less, or I'll think you burp because you're nervous."

"What the hell..."

I didn't expect that he was actually good at teasing.

He was also good at punishment.

"Now, show us your quickstep."

I wondered if all instructors were fierce. Anyway, his image at this time was completely different from that in my dream.

His voice, coupled with his unusually serious face, scared me so much that I trembled all over.

I walked in sync.

"Hahaha, hahaha..."

There was a burst of laughter on the sports ground, which made me feel ashamed and annoyed. Just as I was about to fight back, I heard his deep voice overshadow everyone's noise.

"Those who laugh, step forward. Hug your head and squat down 500 times."

He was quite fair.

I decided that when I saw the same face in the evening, I would punish him for walking in sync for an hour.

After almost half a day of training, everyone seemed to have peeled off a layer of skin. When we heard "rest for ten minutes on the spot", no one cared about the image and sat down on the ground.

"Nicole, drink some water."

Just as Grace was about to hand me a bottle of mineral water, I heard a burst of cheers.

I looked sideways and saw a gentle-looking girl in a white dress walking over with a bottle of water.

"Lucas, you must be tired. This is for you."

Lucas did not take it. Instead, he glanced at us onlookers with a serious expression.

"Sorry, my girlfriend had a bad temper. She will be angry with me if I accept other girls' gifts."

The girl looked a little awkward.

"When did Lucas have a girlfriend? Why didn't I know?"

"Oh, she hasn't agreed yet."

Maybe it was because he was too self-righteous or because this kind of obvious excuse was too novel, except for the girl who was crying alone, everyone else burst into laughter and secretly took a video.

After the training, the news spread all over the campus.

[Lucas will teach you how to reject the pursuit.]

[I have an ill-tempered girlfriend/boyfriend.]

[She/he hasn't agreed yet.]

[The subtext: Don't pursue me.]

Staring at the cold face on the campus confession wall, I suspected him again.

Was the man in the dream really the man in the real world?

I had to ask him tonight!