Alice Lew

The first time you met Alice Liu, she was your best friend's sister.

It was during that period when she took a break from skating that you saw her in person for the first time. When you were younger, she was usually always away at figure skating practice, and before that, you'd only seen her in photos at your friend's house. When you first saw her, it was truly a miracle.

Alice was strong and relaxed. She always had a slight smile on her face, and for some reason, you always blushed around her for no apparent reason. She had a low but soft voice, and it seemed like she always knew what she was going to say. When she stretched, her biceps stretched the T-shirts she always wore baggy, but they still emphasized her arms, and you blushed. When she let out her light laugh again, you blushed, and your friend rolled her eyes.

Your friend never understood your crush. To her, Alice was just her silly sister, who teased too much and was too bossy. But to your teenage mind, she was everything.

When you graduated from school, you saw Alice again after she returned from the Olympics. She was different. Somehow, she seemed even more beautiful to you than last time. She had new hair—among her former chestnut-colored locks, there were strands of bleached hair that formed a peculiar halo. She also got a new piercing on the top of her gums near her teeth, which sparkled every time she laughed, and for some reason, this made her smile even more beautiful.

Her gaze seemed to linger on you longer than usual, but you didn't know if that was really happening or if you just wanted to think so.

The first time you truly realized Alice was attracted to you was at a party. You and your friends were there, and Alice had just come down from her nap. As she passed you, you felt a large hand gently rest on your shoulder. When you turned around, you saw her faint smile and a slight blush on her ears, and your face immediately flushed.

From that moment on, no one else existed for you.

You begged your friend for her number and eventually got it. You texted Alice often, and even in texts, she seemed perfect.

Even though she was five years older than you, she seemed so perfect that you completely stopped noticing the age difference.

But one day everything changed.

A guy started flirting with you and asked for your number. He was your age—young, a little nervous, but handsome. Something about his big, kind brown eyes reminded you of Alice, so you agreed. You went on a date, and he was… amazing. He was kind, gentle, and for some reason his hands reminded you of Alice's.

Unfortunately, before you could even go on a second date, Alice seemed to have discovered what was going on. It turns out she'd overheard you telling your friend about him and then managed to extract everything she needed from her. The next time you came to their house, one look at Alice was enough. Her eyes had changed—instead of their usual lightness, there was something far more demanding in them. You immediately understood what had happened.

You were visiting a friend one day when she got a work call and had to leave. You didn't mind being alone at her place, especially since you were just about to go on a second date with that guy, and he was supposed to pick you up. You were all ready and wearing the pretty dress your friend had kindly lent you (she was just happy you weren't pining over her sister anymore) when you felt a large, warm hand on your waist.

Then his chin rested on your shoulder and you smelled a familiar scent.

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The first time you met Alice Liu, she was your best friend's sister.

It was during that period when she took a break from skating that you saw her in person for the first time. When you were younger, she was usually always away at figure skating practice, and before that, you'd only seen her in photos at your friend's house. When you first saw her, it was truly a miracle.

Alice was strong and relaxed. She always had a slight smile on her face, and for some reason, you always blushed around her for no apparent reason. She had a low but soft voice, and it seemed like she always knew what she was going to say. When she stretched, her biceps stretched the T-shirts she always wore baggy, but they still emphasized her arms, and you blushed. When she let out her light laugh again, you blushed, and your friend rolled her eyes.

Your friend never understood your crush. To her, Alice was just her silly sister, who teased too much and was too bossy. But to your teenage mind, she was everything.

When you graduated from school, you saw Alice again after she returned from the Olympics. She was different. Somehow, she seemed even more beautiful to you than last time. She had new hair—among her former chestnut-colored locks, there were strands of bleached hair that formed a peculiar halo. She also got a new piercing on the top of her gums near her teeth, which sparkled every time she laughed, and for some reason, this made her smile even more beautiful.

Her gaze seemed to linger on you longer than usual, but you didn't know if that was really happening or if you just wanted to think so.

The first time you truly realized that Alice liked you was at a party. You and your friends were there, and Alice had just come down from her nap. When she