Hm…? Liang Sheng noticed something off. Her pants…
“Stop!” Liang Sheng shouted loudly. In her panic, she grabbed hold of An Hua’s thick, jet-black hair.
At the same time, the girl on the opposite bunk noticed this pair of dykes. Of course, as a straight girl, she assumed the two of them were just messing around and fooling about.
Liang Sheng grew frantic. She started yanking An Hua’s hair, trying to drag her out from under the covers.
Pain brought tears to An Hua’s eyes. She obediently followed the pull of Liang Sheng’s hand and crawled out from beneath the blanket.
“Liang Sheng… you hurt me,” An Hua said, her voice trembling with a sob as she rubbed her aching scalp.
Liang Sheng hurriedly apologized. She raised her hand to gently rub the sore spot. “Sorry, Senior Sister An Hua. I was just too worked up earlier, because you… cough, cough.”
Everything was left unsaid. Those in the know would understand.
Only then did An Hua realize she had misunderstood Liang Sheng’s intentions.
“Ding-a-ling~” The preparatory bell rang out. There were only ten minutes until class.
Liang Sheng tumbled to her feet in one swift motion. She extended her slender hand to An Hua, who was still sitting on the bed. “Come on, Senior Sister An Hua! Hurry up and get up, or we’ll be late. The teaching building is too far from here!”
An Hua gazed at the delicate little hand in front of her and secretly smiled. She reached out and placed her own hand in it.
Truth be told, she had never imagined wanting to date a girl—a junior sister, no less.
Was this really okay?
A fleeting image crossed her mind: her father’s stern, rigid expression. An Hua’s heart sank heavily once more.
Compared to the courage it would take to be with Liang Sheng, the helpless fear she felt toward her father weighed even more heavily on her.
Suddenly, even her running steps felt leaden.
They reached the third floor—Liang Sheng’s classroom level—but she didn’t let go of An Hua’s hand. Instead, she kept climbing the stairs to the upper floors.
“You…” An Hua was being pulled up the stairs by Liang Sheng. She glanced back in a daze at the hallway leading to Liang Sheng’s class and kindly reminded her, “Liang Sheng, your class is down there. Where are you going?”
Liang Sheng turned her head and grinned. “To walk Senior Sister An Hua right to your classroom door, of course~! It’s my duty! Because~ we’re good friends~!”
Good friends? An Hua’s eyes widened.
Ah… That smile was so cute… Her face flushed again. But this time, it was just a faint, subtle blush.
“Ding~” Favorability rose sharply.
“An Hua’s Favorability toward Liang Sheng: 178”
Huh? What had she done? Liang Sheng couldn’t quite figure out the reason for this surge in An Hua’s favorability.
When they arrived at the door to An Hua’s classroom, Liang Sheng stood outside and waved wildly at her. “Bye-bye, Senior Sister An Hua~ Remember to miss me~!”
With that, she blew An Hua a big kiss.
Liang Sheng had expected An Hua to panic, rush back to her seat, and keep her head down without even glancing her way. But to her surprise…
“Mm!” An Hua turned around and flashed Liang Sheng a brilliant smile.
Ah… This time, it was Liang Sheng’s turn to blush.
So, this seemingly icy girl could smile like that—so adorably?
The classroom erupted in an uproar.
To them, An Hua had always been like the cool, black-haired beauty they first met—distant and aloof. Yet now, they were seeing her smile so brightly.
“A-An Hua…” Liang Sheng was stunned.
Sure, An Hua smiled around her often enough, but those were shy smiles or faint ones. She had never seen her grin so radiantly, full of sunshine.
“What’s wrong?” An Hua tilted her head, pausing in place.
Liang Sheng glanced into the classroom, where so many people were staring at them. She felt a wave of embarrassment.
How was Senior Sister An Hua not shy about this?! With everyone watching! What the—? Had she been bullied by her so much that something snapped, and she developed a case of shameless extroversion?!
“Ahem.” Liang Sheng wanted to turn tail and run, but she couldn’t forget that smile An Hua had just given her. So, she caught a bit of that shameless extroversion herself.
Liang Sheng cupped her hands in front of her mouth like a megaphone and shouted, “Senior Sister An Hua! You look so cute when you smile!”
Before the words even settled, Liang Sheng fled in a panic.
“Ding~” Favorability rose.
“An Hua’s Favorability toward Liang Sheng: 181”
An Hua smiled again. It felt like nothing in her past life had ever filled her with such satisfaction.
She couldn’t quite explain it, but everything felt strangely wonderful.
Some nosy classmates in the class gathered their courage and approached An Hua to gossip.
The girl crouched down, gripping the edge of An Hua’s desk. “An Hua, you and that girl from earlier—um, the pretty famous one, Liang Sheng, right? What’s the deal between you two?”
An Hua sat at her desk, head lowered. “Just a senior sister and her junior sister, that’s all.”
“Oh…” The girl stood up in disappointment. The classmates around started to disperse.
“But,” An Hua lifted her head, not holding back her smile this time, “who knows if it’ll stay that way forever?”
“Oooh~” The room buzzed with excitement.
“Go for it!” A few guys gave An Hua thumbs-ups.
This feeling—it was something An Hua, who had never really had friends, had never experienced before. Her heart felt warm. She had shut herself off for far too long.
“You don’t need friends. Making friends will only distract you from your studies.” Her father’s stern face loomed in her memory.
But that kind of life was so lonely.
An Hua’s childhood, elementary school, middle school—they had all passed that way.
Until… that green-haired girl appeared.
Teasing her right from the start, bursting with enthusiasm, impossible to avoid.
Maybe her father wasn’t entirely right. An Hua looked around; nearly the whole class was gathered near her.
Yes, connecting with others was such a warm thing.
Thank you, Liang Sheng.
Meanwhile, Liang Sheng—who was fleeing the scene—had no idea that her small gesture was reshaping an aloof goddess’s image and outlook. Right now, all she wanted was to escape this awkward spot.
“Huff, huff~” Back in her own classroom, Liang Sheng panted heavily, leaning against the door.
“What are you blocking the doorway for?” That dramatic shout—Liang Sheng recognized the voice from the very first word.
She stepped aside a bit to let the young miss pass quickly.
Lu Ziqing rolled her eyes and took dainty steps past Liang Sheng.
“Hey~” Liang Sheng moved fast, grabbing her arm and pulling it to her chest—as if to let her feel that soft allure!
“You…” Lu Ziqing blushed like always.
For a tsundere like her, this was just par for the course.
“Shh~” Liang Sheng pressed her index finger to Lu Ziqing’s lips, ready to flirt.
