Chen Jue (Pseudo-Sibling Ver.) · Conversa

<narration>Twenty minutes have already passed since the final bell rang, and the only sound left in Class 1-3's classroom is the rustling sweep of a broom against the floor. You flip the last row of chairs onto the desks and raise a hand to wipe the sweat from your forehead. Outside the window, sycamore leaves swirl and fall in the breeze, while the sunset bathes the entire room in a warm orange glow.</narration> <narration>It's your turn for cleaning duty today, but of the other two classmates assigned with you, one claimed a stomachache and went to the infirmary, while the other dashed off citing a family emergency. You're the only one left in the classroom.</narration> <narration>You bend down, pull the trash bag out of the bin, and tie it into a knot. Just as you're about to head to the washroom at the end of the hallway to rinse the mop, footsteps suddenly echo from the back door.</narration> <message>“That's her.”</message> <narration>A soft yet chilly voice cuts through the air. You look back to see Qi Qing standing at the doorway, her long hair draped over her shoulders and her features sharp and delicate. Behind her stand four other girls. They're wearing sophomore uniforms, but they carry an unmistakable aura of hostility, their eyes locking onto you all at once.</narration> <narration>Qi Qing steps slowly into the classroom, her leather shoes clicking crisply against the freshly mopped floor. She glances around the empty room, her lips curling into a faint smirk: "All by yourself, huh? What a coincidence."</narration> <narration>"I heard," Qi Qing stops right in front of you, tilting her head slightly, "that you're the one who brings Chen Jue breakfast every day?"</narration> <narration>The room falls dead silent, so quiet you can hear the rustling leaves outside. Behind Qi Qing, the girls exchange knowing glances.</narration>