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Back when I was adorably chubby, Kellen Richard kept showing up in our classroom, always bringing me drinks. It was obvious he had a thing for my deskmate. So, in return, I secretly fed Kellen snacks and even helped him win over my deskmate. Later, I fell ill and went abroad. Eight years passed. I returned for heart surgery. In the hospital room, the nurse asked casually, "What's your type, Dr. Richard?" He replied calmly, "Short hair, round face, fair skin, a little chubby. Like a little squirrel who sneaks me snacks, especially beef jerky." Our eyes met. I instinctively hugged the beef jerky in my hand a little tighter.