‘Is my descent into degeneracy happening too quickly? Did I always want to be a girl? Because I was always told I looked effeminate and like a little girl since I was young. Even though I resisted it outwardly, did it plant a seed in my heart?’
Upon waking up, Bai Yao stared blankly at the ceiling of her bed curtains.
She tried her best to recall the process of her “feminization.”
At first, she was just curious if her cross-dressing looked good and if she really looked like a girl.
Then there was the System’s encouragement and the temptation of money.
After the first time she wore women’s clothes, she seemed to gradually become addicted to it.
She enjoyed the favoritism and care she received when dressed as a girl, and she loved the various styles of beautiful, colorful women’s clothing.
She even enjoyed the thrill and sense of transgression that went against social norms…
Having been suppressed for nearly 20 years, she discovered that she was actually a pervert.
Without the System’s encouragement, Bai Yao might have remained a conservative, introverted, and cold-faced ordinary man for her entire life.
She wouldn’t have become the “female pervert” who enjoyed the sense of transgression and shame, and who secretly sought excitement…
If not for Qiu Ye’s praise, recognition, and care, she might not have fallen so quickly.
After all, she had rarely felt a sense of achievement or validation since childhood.
By the time she reached university, she could only find a bit of it in games.
Of course, the more likely outcome was that she would have gotten into a traffic accident 6 months later, uninstalled the System, and gradually become what the System called a “100-Person Slayer.”
Thinking back on the experiences of the past few months, Bai Yao felt like she was in a dream.
Truthfully, she still didn’t consider herself a woman, yet if she had to say she was a man, she couldn’t bring herself to say it.
Her gender identity was a mess — she would feel overjoyed at a man’s, specifically Qiu Ye’s, confession; yet she still held onto some fantasies about girls.
She could wear women’s clothes, but she always felt a sense of shame.
Sometimes she would act spoiled, cute, and clingy like a girl, only to feel ashamed afterward.
“Wake up! Wake up!”
As usual, Chen Zhilong took on the role of the alarm clock early in the morning.
He patted the side of Qiu Ye’s bed.
He wanted to pat Bai Yao’s bed as usual, but as soon as he raised his hand, he scratched his head in some embarrassment.
He ended up just lightly tapping the iron bed frame two times.
Without realizing it, Bai Yao’s voice had also become soft, just like a girl’s.
Chen Zhilong froze for a moment before turning to shout at Lin Mingxin and Wang Zuhao, “Get up!”
This time he didn’t have much patience and slapped the bed right next to their ears.
“It’s only 9:00 AM…”
“Dammit, Wang Zuhao’s snoring was really loud last night! It kept me from sleeping well!”
Lin Mingxin sat up, grumbling.
“Deal with it!”
Wang Zuhao said righteously, without a hint of apology.
“I can’t control it!”
“Then buy a clip and pin your nose shut!”
The two were arguing on their beds when they suddenly saw Bai Yao pull back her bed curtains and poke her head out with a dazed, just-woken-up expression.
Wang Zuhao’s expression froze, and he hurriedly grabbed his clothes to put them on.
Lin Mingxin was also stunned and shut his mouth, which had been full of curses.
Initially, everyone had grown familiar with each other and acted relaxed, not really caring about appearances in front of their roommates.
But as soon as Bai Yao appeared, they unconsciously became restrained.
They scratched their heads and returned to their quiet, uncommunicative selves.
Bai Yao was naturally sensitive and noticed the change in her roommates’ attitude immediately.
‘Guys, we’re all men. What’s there to be restrained or shy about? I’ve seen Wang Zuhao shirtless plenty of times, right? Not to mention Lin Mingxin’s cursing, and he even watches porn!’
At least in the eyes of her roommates, Bai Yao should be a man.
However, sensing the change in her roommates gave her a secret thrill deep down.
She put on her clothes while still in bed and climbed down with an expressionless face to go use the bathroom and wash up.
“I feel like there’s a girl in the dormitory,” Wang Zuhao whispered as he got out of bed.
“Even though he’s clearly a guy.”
Lin Mingxin stayed in bed, yawning.
“True, it makes me feel a bit uneasy.”
“Qiu Ye, aren’t you getting up yet?”
Chen Zhilong urged Qiu Ye.
“Don’t you have class today?”
Qiu Ye stretched on his bed.
He hadn’t slept well because he drank last night.
Also, Bai Yao had been drinking too, so her breathing was much heavier than usual.
She had fallen asleep early, and since they slept head-to-head, it had been a bit noisy for him.
Getting out of bed, using the bathroom, washing up, tidying up a bit, putting on shoes, and grabbing books — the whole process usually didn’t take Qiu Ye more than 10 minutes.
If he weren’t a bit concerned about his image now, spraying on some hair gel and styling his hair, he probably could have been even faster.
But today, Bai Yao was taking her time and hadn’t come out of the bathroom for a while.
“Bai Yao! We’re going to be late!” Chen Zhilong had also finished his preparations for class early.
“Should I head to class with Brother Hao and Mingxin first?”
“You guys go ahead. I’ll wait for her,” Qiu Ye said while adjusting his bangs in front of the mirror.
“If we’re late, help us sign in!”
Qiu Ye turned around and saw Bai Yao wearing the same outfit from last night — a pair of jeans paired with a long T-shirt.
She had a thin jacket over it and her hair in a high ponytail.
She walked back into the dorm with an expressionless face.
The dormitory suddenly went silent.
It had to be said that Bai Yao looked both sharp and handsome, yet also a bit sexy in this outfit.
Especially the shape of her already beautiful legs; wrapped in the slightly form-fitting, hip-lifting jeans, they looked even more slender, straight, lean, and yet full and rounded.
It was a pity that her little butt was covered by the jacket.
At a glance, it was all legs — beautiful enough to make it impossible to look away.
A faint blush still lingered on Bai Yao’s cheeks, but her expression was cold.
Nowadays, she could be described as a little ice beauty.
“Are you wearing that to class?”
Chen Zhilong scratched his head, feeling a bit awkward.
“Yeah.”
Wang Zuhao, changing his usual habit of mocking and ridiculing Bai Yao, acted more like a shy young boy, only daring to glance at her out of the corner of his eye.
Lin Mingxin, on the other hand, looked indifferent.
“You really have become addicted to cross-dressing.”
“I am a bit addicted.”
She always suspected that she was being looked at because she had done something embarrassing or looked strange.
Bai Yao was an introvert and didn’t like being the center of attention.
But after putting on women’s clothes, those appreciative, curious, and shy gazes were all positive reinforcements to her, giving her an extraordinary sense of achievement.
She picked up her textbook with an expressionless face, walked to Qiu Ye’s side, and hid behind him with a bit of nervousness.
“You sure are brave,” Qiu Ye whispered into her ear.
Bai Yao’s face tightened.
She nervously hugged her textbook to her chest with both hands, almost unable to speak.
“Don’t panic. I’m here.”
“Okay.”
She followed Qiu Ye out of the dormitory.
It was class time, and the corridors were filled with students heading to their classrooms.
The graceful figure of a young girl appearing in the hallway of the Boys’ Dormitory instantly attracted the attention of a large number of students.
“That’s Bai Yao, right?”
The people in the dorms on both the left and right were classmates who occasionally visited, so they were very familiar with Bai Yao.
They almost thought some girl had stayed over in the Boys’ Dormitory last night.
“I think she’s even prettier than the Class Beauty.”
Bai Yao’s ears picked up the person’s comment.
A small bit of joy rose in her heart, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.