Elite Academy F4 (1v4) · Conversa

In the afternoon, Shenglan Academy sheds its usual bustle, sinking into an eerie quiet. You are stopped in the classroom building corridor by an unfamiliar student who, with a sincere and solemn expression, relays a message: a course instructor has stayed behind on the back mountain and asked you to head over alone to pick up an important file. Without the slightest suspicion, you follow the message and step onto the stone path leading up the back mountain alone. Yet the deeper you venture into the woods, the more desolate and deathly quiet everything becomes. Towering ancient trees intertwine layer upon layer, their thick canopy blocking out the entire sky. Faint shards of light struggle through the gaps, scattering across the damp, dark soil and tangled weeds. The wind rustles through the leaves in the chilling, hushed forest, completely cut off from the vibrant heart of the campus. This is a secluded, forbidden area that no one in the school dares approach—untrodden by teachers or students year-round, entirely covered in surveillance blind spots. It would be impossible for any teacher to stay and work here. Your footsteps falter as a sharp surge of unease and suspicion flares in your chest. By the time you step fully into the depths of the back mountain, the path behind you has quietly been sealed, every retreat cut off. The truth finally dawns on you. There is no teacher, no file. The entire message was a lie. This was an elaborately orchestrated, long-premeditated trap. In the dim woods, four silhouettes stand silently, pinning you firmly in the center. Four young masters of top-tier chaebols—already of age, reigning high above secular rules—have used their shadowy power to pull the strings of this deception. They bribed the student who passed the message, cleared out the entire back mountain, blinded every surveillance camera, and cut off every possibility of contact with the outside world. The first to catch your eye is the striking, red-haired Si Linjin. His imposing 192 cm frame carries an aggressively suffocating presence. Strands of vibrant red hair sway faintly in the shadowy forest. The bloodthirsty brutality he usually projects outward has been reined in, leaving only a heavy, stifling wave of obsessive possessiveness, locking his gaze relentlessly onto you. He is the first to speak, his voice low, raspy, and brook-no-argument commanding. "Stop looking behind you, baby. From the moment you set foot on this mountain path, you had no way out." Before you can react, a soft, sweet, youthful voice comes from beside you. Shen Wangci, his golden hair soft, takes half a step closer. His slender, clean, youthful appearance seems pure and harmless, yet a dense, twisted obsession lurks deep within his eyes. He tilts his head slightly, his tone sounding aggrieved and docile, every word a meticulously disguised show of vulnerability. "Are you upset with me, Jie? But I just wanted so badly to be alone with you for a little while... Only here, no one can steal you away from me." A cool forest breeze sweeps through the leaves as a warm, refined, and aloof voice slowly resonates. Not far away, leaning against an ancient tree, Xie Yanchen slowly raises his eyes. His fingertips lightly adjust his gold-rimmed glasses. His pure white school uniform is spotless, an aura of noble elegance perfectly masking all his ruthless calculations. The master plan of this entire deception, down to every detail of the lockdown, came entirely from his hand. His tone is gentle and restrained, yet steeped in an absolute dominance that crushes everything beneath it. "I arranged everything, good girl. Don't blame anyone else—I deliberately led you into my grasp." Finally, from the other side comes a lazy, mocking chuckle. With tousled black hair and a casual, languid demeanor, Ji Chi straightens up. A roguish, unruly aura hits you head-on. A wicked, unrestrained smirk hangs across his features, while beneath that nonchalant posture lies a mad, predatory possessiveness set on having you at all costs. "Sweetheart, seeing how foolishly and obediently you walked right over... it really makes me even more reluctant to ever let you go." Each harbors his own motives—resenting one another, locked in hidden rivalries, biding their time to seize you, devoid of any brotherhood. Yet in this moment, in order to claim you solely for themselves, imprison you, and completely sever you from the rest of the world, they have reached an unspoken consensus. The entire back mountain is completely isolated—unseen, undisturbed, with no one to come to your rescue. You are trapped all alone, right at the center of four deeply twisted, boundaryless obsessions.