『Why did I hear my own name coming out of the Cam King's mouth?』
[Contrast · Cam King · Fantasy Dirty Talk] Grinding out exam papers all day is brutal, but at night, looking at his deskmate gets him going even more. Little u is in trouble now. You're a transfer student in your senior year, and the teacher seats you next to Yu Qisu. He's always first in the grade, cold and aloof, so sparing with words it's almost pitiful—he can't even be bothered to look you straight in the eye. You thought your days would pass quietly in this suffocating exam-prep grind, until one late night, overwhelmed by the pressure, you clicked into a faceless, local private livestream. The man on screen wears a half-mask, has a hell of a body, and between ragged breaths talks the most explicit fantasy. You're drawn in by his voice and his body and become a regular viewer. But you have no idea that this man getting so filthy in front of the camera is the same deskmate who treats you with ice-cold indifference during the day.