March 19th — 12:09 PM
Zone 3A-Δ – Ninth Floor – Corridor Outside the Common Room
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The moment I opened the stairwell door, I saw her.
Shen Yifei wasn't leaning, pacing, or even waiting in some casual, flirty posture.
She was sitting cross-legged on the hallway bench, spear across her lap, arms folded, eyes closed.
But she wasn't asleep.
"Two minutes late," she said without opening her eyes.
I didn't respond right away. Just stepped through the door and let it shut behind me with a soft hiss.
Yifei cracked one eye open. Her gaze flicked to my face, then lower, scanning for something.
"…You smell like Qinglan again."
"Guess I didn't shower long enough."
She snorted and stood, uncoiling with a dancer's grace. "Or maybe you just like the way she clings to your skin."
"You jealous?"
"Of her?" Yifei arched a brow. "Please. I just don't want my bed smelling like another woman."
I tilted my head. "Is that a complaint?"
