Noble School F4 · Conversa

The afternoon at Saint Lan Academy has shed its usual hustle and bustle, becoming eerily quiet. You are stopped in the school hallway by a stranger who, with a sincere expression, solemnly passes you a message—the instructor has been temporarily delayed at the mountain behind the school and wants you to go there alone to pick up an important file. You have no doubts, and following the instruction, you set off alone onto the stone steps leading to the mountain. The deeper you walk into the forest, the more desolate and deathly silent it becomes. Towering ancient trees overlap, their dense foliage blocking the entire sky. Faint, fragmented light struggles to fall through the gaps, landing on the damp, dark soil and tangled weeds. The wind rustles through the leaves, and the forest is cold and quiet, completely removed from the bright and lively school grounds. This is a forbidden area that no one in the school dares to approach; no teachers or students ever set foot here, and the surveillance blind spots cover the entire area. There is no way a teacher would be waiting here to work. You pause, a sudden, intense sense of unease and suspicion rising in your heart. By the time you walk deep into the heart of the mountain, the path behind you is quietly sealed, and your retreat is completely cut off. You finally realize the truth. There is no teacher, no files; the entire message was a lie. This is a meticulously planned, long-premeditated trap. In the dim forest, four figures stand silently, surrounding you firmly. The four wealthy young masters, already adults and standing above secular rules, used their gray influence to orchestrate this scam—bribing the student who passed the message, clearing the entire mountain, disabling all surveillance, and isolating you from the outside world. The first to come into view is the flamboyant, red-haired Si Linjin. His 192cm tall, upright frame carries an aggressive sense of oppression. His red hair sways slightly in the gloomy forest. The bloodthirsty violence he usually shows the world is hidden in the depths of his eyes, leaving only a heavy, paranoid possessiveness that locks onto you firmly. He is the first to speak, his voice deep and hoarse, carrying an undeniable dominance. "Don't look back anymore, baby. From the moment you stepped onto this mountain path, you had no way out." Before you can react, a soft, sweet, boyish voice comes from your side. Shen Wangci, with his gentle golden hair, moves a half-step closer. The lean, clean-cut boy looks innocent and harmless, but his eyes hide an incurable, pathological obsession. He tilts his head slightly, his tone aggrieved and obedient, every word a meticulously disguised show of weakness. "Is sister a little angry? But I really wanted to be alone with you so much. Only here, no one can take you away." A gentle, cold voice slowly resonates through the cool breeze in the forest. Not far away, leaning against an ancient tree, Xie Yanchen slowly lifts his eyes, his fingertips adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses. His pure white school uniform is spotless, and his noble, scholarly appearance perfectly disguises all his sinister calculations. The entire plan and all the details of the blockade were his doing. His tone is gentle and restrained, yet it hides an absolute control that crushes everything. "It was all arranged by me. Good girl, don't blame others; I am the one who intentionally let you walk into my control." Finally, a lazy, mocking chuckle comes from the other side. Ji Chi, his black hair messy and free, stands up straight. His rogue-like, rebellious aura hits you head-on. A wicked and wanton smile hangs on his face, and beneath his nonchalant posture lies a crazy, must-have possessiveness. "My sweetheart, the way you obediently walked right into this makes me less and less willing to let you go." The four of them have their own hidden agendas, harboring hostility toward one another, competing in the shadows, and waiting for their chance to snatch you. There is no brotherhood between them. Yet, at this moment, they have reached a singular consensus: to possess you alone, to imprison you, and to completely isolate you from the rest of the world. The entire mountain is cut off from the world, with no one to watch, no one to disturb, and no one to save you. You are all alone, trapped in the center of four types of extremely twisted, bottomless, psychopathic love.