In her dream, Xu Yinian was trapped in the world of a yuri novel.
In the story, the protagonist-top, Ji Yan, and the protagonist-bottom, Shen Ruoshuang—the two most influential figures on campus—were assigned to the same dormitory.
The meeting of these two peerless beauties, both with equally formidable backgrounds, garnered massive attention from the school and the internet alike. There were even countless fans who “shipped” them as a couple.
On the surface, the two ignored each other, their faces practically screaming that they were strangers. But in reality, they shared an intimacy that far exceeded that of mere roommates.
Their secret, “no-strings-attached” relationship didn’t last long before it was discovered by a malicious, cannon-fodder roommate who was jealous of the protagonist-bottom.
Driven to insanity, this roommate exposed them to the media and on campus forums. Ultimately, the two leads were forced out of the closet and separated after a bitter argument.
After the breakup, Ji Yan—the playgirl who had always treated relationships as a game—finally realized she had long since fallen for her partner. Thus began the “wife-chasing crematorium,” a desperate pursuit to win her back.
It continued until the cold, untouchable “ice queen,” Shen Ruoshuang, finally gave in to her feelings.
The two eventually saved each other, and their ending—of two hearts racing toward one another—became known as the sweetest couple in the world of yuri fiction.
The only problem was… the name of that jealous, malicious cannon-fodder roommate was Xu Yinian.
In such a perfect, sweet story, her end was predictable. Once her posts and various schemes to harm her roommates were exposed, she didn’t disappoint the audience; she earned everyone’s loathing and was summarily expelled.
The “alpha lead,” Ji Yan, who possessed an unfathomable background, never let the abandoned Xu Yinian off the hook, providing the readers with a satisfying sense of justice.
Xu Yinian finally remembered the full details of her dream.
What was even more terrifying was that in the dream, she was this cannon-fodder villain. She felt the emotions as if she had lived through them herself.
The feeling of being like a sewer rat—dark, inferior, and loathed by all—made her physically nauseous just thinking about it.
Not only did the events of the dream match her current situation one by one, but other future plot points were gradually being verified.
Such was the case with the way she had suddenly blurted out Ji Yan’s name, and the fact that the three of them had become roommates just like in the original work.
It was as if an invisible hand was pulling the strings behind the scenes, orchestrating the plot.
Xu Yinian’s heart sank.
This meant that even if she knew everything now, she might still be a helpless pawn, forced toward a predetermined end by various coincidences.
She only ever wanted a quiet, ordinary university life.
She never wanted to be a target of public scorn ever again…
Just then, that familiar sense of pressure reappeared, shattering her train of thought and pulling her back from her memories.
“Can you move?”
Despite seeing the internal turmoil on her face, Ji Yan didn’t care in the slightest.
Xu Yinian finally realized that in her haste to process her memories, she had been standing dazed in the doorway in front of everyone.
Not only Ji Yan, but even the new students passing by in the hallway were looking over curiously.
How embarrassing… Her cheeks and ears burned instantly.
Her brain turned to mush, and she threw the novel’s plot to the back of her mind. What little logic she had left reminded her not to forget to apologize to Ji Yan for offending her yet again.
However, she was so frantic that her words came out as soft, slurred syllables: “S-Sorry…”
After apologizing, she saw that the other girl didn’t even lift her eyes or give a response.
Realizing she was still blocking the way, Xu Yinian fled into the dorm room in a panic.
Ji Yan suddenly looked up at the departing figure in pure white. There was a slight stir in the depths of her silent eyes as she followed her inside.
The new dorms at X University were much more spacious and brighter than the standard four-person rooms of the past. Excluding the balcony, the interior space was larger than other dorms.
The integrated bed-and-desk design remained traditional, but the facilities and furniture were all brand new.
Of the four beds, Shen Ruoshuang’s and Ji Yan’s were already neatly organized, while Xu Yinian’s luggage was piled around her own bed.
Only the last bed remained empty, evidently belonging to a roommate who hadn’t arrived yet.
Upon entering, Ji Yan walked straight to her desk, clearly having no intention of involving herself in whatever grievance existed between the other two.
Xu Yinian sat restlessly in the awkward atmosphere.
She didn’t dare look at Shen Ruoshuang, so she used her peripheral vision to peek at Ji Yan.
It was then she realized that at this specific point in the original plot—the “love at first sight” meeting of the lead couple—neither Shen Ruoshuang nor Ji Yan seemed to have any interest in each other.
But on second thought, in the original book, the roommate Xu Yinian hadn’t discovered their “underground affair” in the early stages either. This was normal.
Perhaps they had already caught each other’s eye and were simply keeping their composure.
Indeed, Xu Yinian found it a bit strange herself.
Whether it was yuri novels or real-life same-sex couples, these were things she had never encountered before. But perhaps because she felt like she had experienced the book’s contents in her dream, it no longer felt odd.
Looking at them now, she already subconsciously accepted them as a couple.
Thinking of the person next to her, Xu Yinian sighed inwardly.
Ever since she stepped into this dorm, she knew she would eventually have to face her.
After that initial “long time no see,” Shen Ruoshuang hadn’t said another word, as if she were stubbornly waiting for a response.
The silence was so thick the air felt frozen.
Lifting her eyes to look at Shen Ruoshuang again, Xu Yinian’s emotions were a complex cocktail of more than just simple avoidance and embarrassment.
Her clearest thought was a realization she had never felt so strongly before: this world truly revolved around that person.
