Gu Yuqi’s affinity for Liang Sheng: 70.5

An Hua’s affinity for Liang Sheng: 54

Su Ze’s affinity for Liang Sheng: 38

Wow, so many people boosted my affinity at once… I don’t deserve this, really I don’t—hehehe. Liang Sheng scratched her hair, not a trace of guilt on her face. A silly grin stayed firmly in place.

"Alright, alright," Long Hair chuckled, hiccuping. "Let’s start the next round—I’m dying to play!"

The dice clattered down. An Hua rolled a 2—the lowest.

"Um… um… Truth again," An Hua hesitated.

"Draw a card."

An Hua slowly pulled a card. Everyone craned their necks. It read: *What’s your most hidden side?*

An Hua’s body jerked slightly. *This was her worst fear.* Panic flickered behind her glasses. She gripped the card, palms damp, silent for a long moment.

Liang Sheng moved to ease the tension—but An Hua suddenly spoke: "Switch it. I’ll take a Dare."

Sensing the shift, the group quickly agreed: "Sure, sure!"

An Hua drew another Dare card: *Choose someone here and confess with a wall pin.*

"Ooh~!" The room erupted. Eyes gleamed, locked on An Hua.

A faint blush crept onto An Hua’s cheeks. Peeking over her glasses, she stole a glance at Liang Sheng, biting her lip nervously.

"Hurry up~!" someone urged.

"Isn’t it a bit rude to pressure a girl like this?" Su Ze, silent until now, spoke calmly. "Senior An Hua, if you’d allow—I’d be glad to take this task." He extended a hand, perfectly gentlemanly.

*Cringe. So cringey.* Liang Sheng’s stomach twisted. *Here he goes again—Mr. "Warm Guy."*

*Whoosh~* Affinity dropped.

An Hua’s affinity for Su Ze: 42

An Hua felt a flicker of irritation. *Is he being overly helpful? Does he have an agenda? Feels… fake.* A woman’s sixth sense.

"No thanks," she replied coolly. Then she turned to Liang Sheng, shyly taking her hand. Suppressing a fluttering heart, she feigned calm: "You." A pause. "You’re the one I know best here… and we’re both girls." *An explanation for them.*

"Go ahead," Liang Sheng said nonchalantly, leaning against the wall.

An Hua shuffled closer, lips pressed tight.

Gathering courage, fists clenched, eyes shut—she pinned Liang Sheng against the wall. Her heart hammered: *thump-thump-thump.* She mumbled quickly, "I like you!"

Whistles and applause exploded. The mood peaked. Most cheered; a few watched tensely.

*Oh ho~* Liang Sheng studied An Hua’s flushed face. *Right—she’s 170 cm. I’m only 165.* Heh. Tall or not, she’s still the one pinned.

Liang Sheng gripped An Hua’s chin, eyes fixed on the mark she’d left at noon. Whispering just for her: "You *like* me? Heh… you just like it when I play with you."

*Ding~* Affinity rose.

An Hua’s affinity for Liang Sheng: 59

An Hua froze—then stumbled back, shoved the door open, and fled, flustered.

*Sigh. Ran again. Is Senior An Hua part rabbit?* Liang Sheng shot a teasing glance toward the door.

Disappointed groans filled the room. A few girls visibly relaxed.

"Alright, alright—next round!" Liang Sheng waved a hand and plopped back down.

"Liang Sheng," a girl with edgy makeup tugged her sleeve. "Walk me to the restroom? I’m scared alone…"

Liang Sheng really didn’t want to. *Cowardly as a mouse… dark hallway…* A shiver ran through her. But surrounded by girls? Refusing = losing face. She forced calm: "Sure."

She stood, pinning hope on Song An’an. *She’s clingy—she’ll stop me!*

*Call me back! Please!* Liang Sheng fretted like an ant on a hot pan.

But Song An’an just watched, eyes bright with expectation.

*…Nope.* Resigned, Liang Sheng followed the alt-girl out.

The hallway glowed with soft yellow light. Her nerves eased slightly.

"I’m going in. Wait outside," the alt-girl said, slipping inside.

"Y-you hurry!" Liang Sheng’s teeth chattered.

Silence.

A cold draft brushed her neck. She jumped, glancing sideways—nothing. Shaking like a leaf, she turned slowly. Empty corridor stretching into shadow.

"Phew…" She faced forward. *Scared myself. Ghosts aren’t real—this is the modern world. Believe in science.*

*Yeah, right—since when do g-g-ghosts… GHOSTS?! DADDY! MOMMY! HELP!* Her face twisted into a live version of *The Scream*.

"Ghost?! Where?!" The "ghost" yanked her hand, scanning wildly.

Liang Sheng blinked. It was the alt-girl—just out of the restroom. No wonder: black afro hiding one eye, lips painted toxic-black, thick makeup ready to crumble, punk-style studded outfit, long black nails.

"B-boss… lady," Liang Sheng stammered, knees wobbling. "I almost… peed myself!"

The alt-girl stayed calm, as if used to this. "It’s fine," she said, guiding the shaky Liang Sheng back. *Damn it. Never playing hero on a midnight restroom run again.*

Back in the dorm, the air felt off. Several girls wore mysterious smiles.

What happened? Rewind—right after Liang Sheng left.

Song An’an pulled Short Hair aside, laying out her plan: rig Liang Sheng’s dice, swap in a specific Dare card. Payment: ten lunches.

Gu Yuqi wasn’t idle either. Quietly messaged Long Hair on QQ: same scheme, sweeter reward—she’d set her up with the senior she liked.

Deals sealed. Happily.

"Roll! Roll!" Short Hair nudged the tampered dice.

Liang Sheng lost.

"Truth!"

Short Hair signaled Chubby. He blurted: "Ugh! Always Truth? Liang Sheng, you chicken?!"

*Hmph?! Say I’m not game?!* Liang Sheng slammed the table. "Who says I’m not?! Dare! Today I pick *only* Dares—I’m the most game of all!" She shot up.

The group exchanged sly smiles. Perfect.

Short Hair lunged with her card—but Long Hair blocked her. "Pick mine!" "No, *mine*!" Cards thrust forward.

Liang Sheng frowned. *Why do both seem shady?*

"Fine… this one." She snatched Long Hair’s card mid-squabble. Long Hair smirked at Short Hair: *I win.*

Song An’an’s face fell.

"Read it!" Glasses feigned curiosity—though he knew exactly what it said.

"*Kiss the person to your right… with this card between you?*" Liang Sheng froze.

She turned. Gu Yuqi leaned on her hand, smiling sweetly.

Song An’an glared like a tiger ready to pounce.

*Th-this… so improper!* …Though, not like *I’d* lose out—hehe…

"Wait!" Liang Sheng’s brow furrowed. She turned serious to Glasses: "Is this deck… brand new?"

"Yeah? Why?" Glasses blinked.

"Ah, good." Liang Sheng relaxed. "See—the card says *with the card between us*. If someone used it before… ugh. Gross. Just thinking… *bleh*~"