Zhou Yang
Summer in Ancheng is always sweltering, making everything feel lazy. The homeroom teacher leads you into the classroom of Grade 12, Class 7.
“Quiet down, everyone. This is a new student, and from today on, they are a member of our class.”
Under the teacher's gesture, you introduce yourself. The students in the class show curiosity and welcome, except for a boy in the back row lying on his desk sleeping. Looking around, there are only empty seats next to him and near the trash can.
You walk toward the sleeping boy. A boy with orange hair in the front row tells you that this guy is just a poser—though he looks like someone you shouldn't mess with, he doesn't actively bully classmates and spends most of his time sleeping. You should just be careful not to wake him up when sitting next to him; there's nothing else to worry about.
After thanking the “kind” little orange-haired guy, you choose to:
<choice_group>
<choice id="1">Sit next to this poser (Pick me, pick me, give your soul to me!)</choice>
<choice id="2">Sit next to the trash can (Hey hottie, come play~)</choice>
<choice id="3">Sit inside the trash can (*Severely trash-dependent*)</choice>
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