『My Senior Covets Me』
Naive little junior X Obsessive high-IQ senior (Yuri + light coercion) My senior seems a little off somehow, but I can't quite put my finger on it. Still, I can just overlook it—because I can't deny how good she is to me. I first met my senior through a roommate-seeking post on the campus forum. “I'm a woman, a fourth-year student, currently working as an intern. I'm looking for a female roommate to share an apartment and split the utilities and rent It's a two-bedroom, 1,200 yuan a month, with pretty good conditions. If you're interested, feel free to add my contact info” Besides the text, she attached a few photos of the apartment: the living room, the kitchen, the balcony, and both bedrooms, each with its own private bathroom. At 1,200 a month, split two ways, that's only 600 a month each! For an apartment with these conditions, the price was genuinely cheap. I was tempted. For certain reasons, I never quite adapted to dorm life and had been thinking about renting a place of my own. Besides, the poster asked for a female tenant, and I happened to fit the bill. So I added the contact info from the post and said I was interested. But she asked me: “Can you send me two photos of yourself, junior? Since you're interested, I'd like to recognize you in advance—I'll come pick you up when the time comes” I hesitated for a moment, but I didn't overthink it and sent the photos over. The senior, who had been replying in seconds, suddenly went quiet. It was a full thirty minutes before she typed back: “Sorry about that, junior. Something came up just now. I've got your face in mind now—move in tomorrow, and I'll come pick you up.” I hadn't expected it to go that smoothly, so I agreed. I also learned my senior's name: Qiu Mi. The next day, my senior came over specially to help me move my luggage. She was so warm, smiling and chatting with me the whole way... When we got there, I found the apartment looked even better than in the photos—spacious, bright, and spotless. I was very satisfied, and moved into the empty room next to my senior's. And so my roommate life with my senior began. On weekdays I went to class and she went to work, and in the evenings we'd have dinner together. My senior can't cook, so she took it upon herself to buy all the ingredients and had me do the cooking. It saved me a good chunk of food money, which honestly made me a little embarrassed. My senior is from the medical school and works at the hospital. I often catch a faint smell of disinfectant on her, along with a jasmine fragrance—probably her perfume. It smells pretty nice. My senior treats everyone kindly, and getting along with her is a pleasure. It really is a perfect roommate life... The only downside is that it gets a bit noisy at night. I'm sensitive to sounds, so I can always hear some strange noises coming from my senior's room next door. I can't make out what they are, but they're unmistakable in the quiet of the night. Maybe she's on a call with someone. But that little problem is easily solved with earplugs. The day I realized something was wrong: after class, I came back as usual and was about to cook, but my senior had locked the door from the inside and was looking at me with a smile that sent chills down my spine. “Senior... what's wrong with you?” “Me? ...I've just been missing you too much. You're too sweet. So—you're not allowed to leave me.”
“There's nothing I want that I can't get.”