That kind of person, huh?

Calling me an idol is a bit much, but the other side is clearly that kind of dangerous sasaeng fan—one of those crazy obsessive ones.

If I report this to the police, I can’t even guarantee my rented apartment won’t get torched in the near future.

“Gotta be careful not to provoke her. Until we actually talk face to face, as long as her requests aren’t too over the top, I should try my best to go along with them.”

There seemed to be a bonus item in the envelope. I tore it fully open and found a color photo.

There was a line of extra text on it:

[Considering you might not believe I’m a student, I’ve specially included one color photo.]

A photo? Let me see.

Silky black long hair, eyes bright as starlight, a sweet, heart‑melting smile…

“Wait! Isn’t this Liu Caihua from our school? I saw her on stage giving a speech at this semester’s opening ceremony.”

So in the end, she’s not some creepy middle‑aged uncle. She really is just what she said in the stream chat:

[I’m not some middle‑aged uncle, just an ordinary student.]

I’d heard long ago that she wasn’t dating anyone, but I never expected she’d be into boys in girls’ clothes.

Our school’s famous beauty… actually has a bit of a yuri vibe!

But the fact that she’s a sasaeng doesn’t change!

And there’s no way I’m buying that a well‑regarded high school girl has any legal or reasonable excuse to spy on someone’s private life.

Ding dong!

Someone rang the doorbell.

To be safe, I checked through the peephole. Turned out it was just an utterly average delivery guy.

I opened the door, signed for the package, closed the door after he left, then peeled off the layers of wrapping.

Inside was a basket of fruit, skins shiny with freshness, everything from grapes to apples; even the inside of the box was full of fruity fragrance.

“The only person who’d send me something for no reason is Liu Caihua… Whatever, I’ll eat it. I can’t exactly have the delivery guy send it back. No point pretending to be noble.”

Feeling a little guilty, I polished off the whole basket.

To repay Liu Caihua’s enthusiasm, I put on that maid outfit the shop owner gave me, used my phone’s selfie camera, took a few shots of myself in different poses, and set them by the door along with the now‑empty fruit basket.

What’ll happen next, I had no way of knowing.

XXXXX (Narrator POV below)

How do you describe love at first sight?

It’s like you’ve raised a little fawn in your heart. One day you’re walking it down the street, and suddenly a motorcycle rushes in from the front and—bang—your fawn gets sent flying.

Yeah. Sent flying.

It doesn’t even get to close its eyes in peace…

You’re furious, ready to grab a kitchen knife and demand the culprit pay with their life. But then the driver steps down, face full of apology, and in that instant when your eyes meet—

Thump, thump, thump, thump. It’s like war drums pound inside your chest.

You don’t insist they die for your fawn anymore. Instead, you rack your brains on how to invite them home, cook a small meal to treat them… using the fawn’s meat as the main ingredient.

That’s “love at first sight.”

It makes you feel that compared to every expression they make, everything else in the world is worthless.

Right now, something similar is stirring in Liu Caihua’s heart.

The person she liked at first sight was a newbie streamer.

Sure, the girl looked amazing and had great presence. But to make proud, picky Liu Caihua fall for someone, a pretty face alone wasn’t enough.

Not everyone is like Lucia, able to twist “lust at first sight” into “love at first sight” and still make it sound so pure and refined.

Back to the point:

People are always drawn to personalities opposite their own.

At school, Liu Caihua studied diligently. On holidays she worked part‑time seriously, earning money for buying ecchi books. In terms of daily life, she was undoubtedly hardworking.

But just like outgoing people sometimes need to be alone, people who are strict and disciplined with themselves often get sucked into a single moment of indulgence and can’t climb back out.

Liu Caihua had been working hard for too long, demanding too much of herself.

So deep down, she’d developed this wish to throw everything aside just once, and let herself play to her heart’s content.

And the “girl” in the school beauty’s eyes happened to radiate this lazy aura all over.

Through the stream, crossdressing Wang Xiaole unintentionally transmitted a transcendent life philosophy to her:

Nothing really matters. If you’re good at something, do it; if you’re not, just drop it.

Never tries hard on purpose. If she occasionally decides to get serious, it’s only enough to go from “super lazy” to “lazy,” and that won’t last more than a few hours before she reverts.

[Anyway, I’m just gonna screw up a lot of things, and I don’t feel like changing. It is what it is…]

The moment the girl emphasized how “lazy” she was, Liu Caihua practically felt reverence.

This was exactly the “do whatever you want” she longed for but could never pull off herself. Or to put it in two simpler words:

“Total scrub.” She’d never seen a girl treat “being a scrub” as perfectly natural and just live it out. So cute.

Moe—this thing called “liking someone”—can be completely irrational.

From that day on, Liu Caihua basically went off the deep end.

She wanted to know everything about that girl and threw herself into gathering info like crazy.

She didn’t hesitate to use illegal channels to buy the girl’s QQ number and home address—pieces of private information, one after another.

The perfect school beauty stepped onto a one‑way road that led straight to being a sasaeng, even stooping to peeping at a private residence—though she never managed to peep the person herself.

If she ever saw Wang Xiaole back in boys’ clothes, wig off, she’d realize the other party wasn’t a girl at all.

All it would take is one conversation face to face, and she’d immediately see he was exactly the type of person she hated most.

Instead of, like in that other world, mistakenly thinking that the person she liked and the person she couldn’t stand just happened to share the same name.

Right now, clueless Liu Caihua only felt regret:

The girl she liked barely ever went out, and she herself couldn’t blatantly skip school, so she couldn’t squat by someone else’s door day and night.

Her only consolation was that the girl had accepted her letter, and when she went at night to pick up the fruit basket, she got a bit of “extra reward.”

Some people have sharp eyesight. Liu Caihua’s body advantage, however, was her keen sense of smell.

When she retrieved the basket, she greedily breathed in the scent on its surface—the scent that might or might not actually be there.

“Ha ha ha ahhhahaha… I’m so happy I could ascend to heaven!”

Once she liked someone, her affection simply warped into fanaticism.

Mannerisms, scent, body hair—she obsessively fell for all of it.

Just like now, sniffing the basket. Even if she caught a whiff of that uniquely male sweat smell, her brain would instinctively filter out certain details.

“Ahhh, thanks for the treat. I feel so satisfied right now.”

Up to this point, the peeping would still only count as a civil issue at most.

But what she figured out next made her commit an act that clearly crossed into criminal territory.

The basket wasn’t completely empty. Instead, there were a few photos tucked inside. Overjoyed, Liu Caihua studied them and started drawing conclusions.

“From these photos, I can tell she’s not wearing panties. It’s totally bare under that skirt… Is this a hint that she wants me to visit her room tonight?”

It was not.

Wang Xiaole just couldn’t accept the idea of wearing a skirt and then swapping his men’s underwear for women’s panties, so he went commando.

Complete feminization of his clothes would’ve crushed what was left of his fragile male pride.

Breathing hard, Liu Caihua pressed her hands to her flushed cheeks, curled up in a corner by his door, and twisted her body while hugging her face.

“Ahahaha ahahaha, she’s inviting me to share a bed in less than a week of knowing each other… So bold!”

Isn’t the truly bold one you? Girl, your thoughts are dangerous.

If Wang Xiaole knew:

His little act of reciprocating kindness was getting read as a flirtatious signal, he’d probably cough up blood on the spot.

“All right! If the person I like is taking the initiative, I’ll regret it forever if I don’t accept.”

Both the door and windows were locked. Liu Caihua happily assumed this was part of some romantic game. She never realized there isn’t a kind of “romance” in this world that looks exactly like getting shut out.

“You really like to play, huh? Intentionally using a ‘neglect play’ on me. I won’t let you down!”

Night fell, and the darkness did a fine job of covering Liu Caihua’s movements.

She checked all around, making sure no one was nearby, then carefully got to work.

She slipped a long knife into the door crack, then took out a screwdriver—something a normal high school girl would never carry—and started picking at the lock bit by bit.

She was patient only because she didn’t want to alarm the person inside.

After around ten minutes of trying, the door obviously didn’t open. She didn’t give up, though, and shifted her target to the window.

Wang Xiaole lived in a single‑story house, with barely any height that mattered. Even without a rope, it was easy for Liu Caihua to climb.

Now she was pressed against the outer wall, occasionally peeking through the window to check inside. Only after she was certain her crush wouldn’t pass by this window did she slowly start prying it open with careful movements.

Because he was in his room online with headphones on, Wang Xiaole had no idea his home was currently being infiltrated by a dangerous girl.

“Just a little more. Soon I’ll be right next to you, rolling around and enjoying myself in the place where you live every day. Come on!”

If fate really exists, even the goddess of fate wouldn’t be able to stand watching what this girl was doing.

But sadly, just when Liu Caihua was one step away from success, a sudden twist ruined everything.

Right under her feet, glowing lines of light suddenly formed, shining clearly in the dark.

Her gaze followed the light downward and saw a pale six‑pointed star slowly outlining itself exactly where she stood.

“What the heck?”

Light surged upward, spreading into a vertical column that enveloped its target. As it twisted, the surrounding space warped.

“Waaahhhhhhhhhhh!”

In an instant, the light swallowed Liu Caihua whole. Wrapped in radiance, she was absorbed inside, and in a few moments, both she and her shadow vanished without a trace.