My Ex-Boyfriend is My Professor’s Son?!

Summary

On the third day of our cold war, I ordered a box of ultra-thin 001 condoms and shipped them to my boyfriend's apartment.

After getting all dolled up, I knocked on his door:

"Liam, I think my package accidentally..."

Before I could finish.

A cold scoff came from above my head:

"Really? Is this the best you can do?

"Weren't you the one who slapped me and told me to get lost?"

He leaned his long arm against the doorframe.

And yelled toward his bedroom:

"Babe, there's a pretty girl here trying to seduce me. Come help me kick her out!"