Sure enough, there are always such people everywhere.

I sighed inwardly, stopping myself from dwelling further. If I kept thinking like this, those heavy memories would resurface again.

I quickly shook my head, banishing those unpleasant thoughts. My slightly throbbing head finally calmed down for a moment.

But then, Ms. Ye’s next words completely unsettled me.

“As a school tradition, you’ll take an entrance exam next. It lasts three hours. I’m giving you five minutes to prepare. I don’t want to see anyone making excuses halfway through.”

Ms. Ye’s delicate eyebrows arched slightly. She pulled over a nearby chair, sat down elegantly, and crossed one shapely leg over the other.

Her plump thighs, encased in black stockings, were fully exposed to the entire class. This was a bit much for the inexperienced boys.

The mysterious black highlighted the smooth, supple curves of her legs. Beneath the thin stockings, her fair skin glowed with a porcelain-like sheen under the classroom lights.

Gulp…

Many boys, clearly unaccustomed to such scenes, had their gazes glued to Ms. Ye’s legs as she sorted papers. She seemed utterly unaware of how terrifyingly alluring she was to these love-struck teens.

Her indifferent attitude, icy aura, and unchanging gaze exuded a full-on queenly vibe.

I wonder if our class will awaken a bunch of boys with special preferences? Scared.jpg (」＞＜)」

“If no issues, let’s begin.” After sitting for a few seconds and seeing no one move, Ms. Ye stood up amid the boys’ disappointed faces. She pulled out a thick stack of papers, waved for Xingye to distribute them, and returned to the podium, ready to speak about the exam.

“Take this seriously. It’ll determine your status in the academy.”

Status?

What kind of status?

Status within the school? Could it tie to the unexpected treatment Ms. Ye mentioned earlier?

That seems too hasty. It’s just one exam… With confusion, I took the paper passed down from the girl ahead.

Her expression was equally puzzled, as if wanting to say something, but she gave up.

I spread out the paper. It covered my desk completely, leaving no space.

Dense printed text filled my vision. Without intense focus, it was easy to lose my place instantly.

“What… is this?” After skimming the content, I froze.

The exam wasn’t about physics or math. It was questions about ourselves, like:

“What do you think is your greatest trait?”

“Your hobbies.”

“Your strongest area.”

…

All questions were multiple-choice. Each choice directed you to the next question.

The questions grew bizarre and increasingly detailed. By the end, you’d agonize over your true answers.

“This’ll be a headache.” I slumped onto the desk, smiling wryly, then joined others in tackling the paper.

…

“Ahhh~” I put down my pen, sat up straight, and stretched luxuriously. “Finally done.”

I glanced around. Many had already left. The dozen of us remaining were likely the last batch.

It’s… half past eleven. Time for lunch. Or should I find Xialin? She stood me up yesterday. Today, she absolutely must make it up to me.

Alright, I’ll find Xialin first. She’s in… hmm. I looked up at the ceiling, resting my left index finger on my cheek, wearing an adorably dazed expression as I sank into thought.

She’s in Class 134. But has she finished this exam yet?

I tucked my pen into my handbag, gently pushed the chair under the desk, took my paper to the podium, and set it down. As I turned to leave, Ms. Ye’s voice came from behind.

“Misty, right? I’m looking forward to your performance.”

When I turned back, Ms. Ye acted as if she’d said nothing, still focused on the memo on her desk.