"Yu You, do you know about the four urban legends of Yinshan Academy?"
One afternoon, before class started, Tang Keke suddenly raised a finger and began gossiping with Bai Yuyou.
Bai Yuyou didn’t understand what an urban legend was, so she tilted her head in confusion.
"Urban legends are supernatural phenomena that science can’t explain. Almost every school has them, you know?" Tang Keke said in a spooky tone. "You should know—most schools are built on top of old burial grounds."
"Isn’t that terrifying?"
Bai Yuyou didn’t have a clear understanding of what made ghosts or horror scary, but she nodded reflexively, her expressionless, delicate face showing no trace of fear.
Seeing this, Tang Keke’s playful side took over, and she became curious about what it would take to scare Bai Yuyou. So, she began elaborating.
"The first of the four urban legends—the midnight rooster cries on the basketball court." Tang Keke started with the first tale. "You know, they say that at night… a strange shadow appears on the school’s basketball court, dancing around. Not only that, but it also makes rooster sounds while dancing. Anyone who hears the rooster cries falls seriously ill afterward."
"Isn’t that terrifying?"
Bai Yuyou thought about it but didn’t feel scared. In fact, her mind couldn’t even picture someone simultaneously playing basketball, dancing, and crowing like a rooster.
Noticing Bai Yuyou’s thoughtful silence, Tang Keke decided to embellish further. "The second urban legend—the knocking in the bathroom at midnight."
"They say that in our school, you should never go to the last stall in the bathroom after midnight. Because not only can the door not be opened, but eerie sounds sometimes come from inside—like knocking. Some students even claim they’ve heard a woman’s voice, muttering over and over about how cold she is. It must be the ghost of a wronged soul!"
Hearing this, Bai Yuyou blinked her beautiful eyes.
She had often been locked in the bathroom overnight—always in the last stall—but she had never heard the knocking or the voice Tang Keke described, nor had she encountered any vengeful spirits.
Back then, she had mostly just been really hungry. Since she didn’t have a meal card and often missed lunch, being locked in overnight meant she had to endure until the next day’s classes, drinking water to stave off hunger.
As for the cold… Bai Yuyou understood that well.
In fact, she even felt a little sorry for the ghost. Staying in there all the time must be freezing…
"You’re not scared?" Tang Keke frowned, suspecting Bai Yuyou might lack the ability to feel fear altogether.
Determined, Tang Keke moved on to the third story—
"The third urban legend—the teacher who appeared out of nowhere."
"Yu You, this happened in our third year. They say a new teacher suddenly appeared in our grade—no one knew where he came from, not even the principal. But the creepiest part? This teacher actually taught Class B, and he had this uncanny ability to read minds, calling out every student’s name effortlessly."
"Isn’t that terrifying?"
Bai Yuyou nodded seriously. "Very mysterious."
"Ugh, never mind. I was terrified when I first heard these." Tang Keke sighed, losing interest since Bai Yuyou remained unfazed.
Just then, the class monitor walked in. "The math teacher for the first period this afternoon is absent. It’s been switched to P.E., so everyone change and head down to the field."
The class erupted in cheers at the news.
"Hell yeah! Come on, let’s go change." Tang Keke immediately perked up.
"Okay."
Bai Yuyou stood and followed Tang Keke to the locker room.
The locker room was in a separate building, some distance from the classroom—first floor for boys, second for girls. Each changing area had showers so students could rinse off after sports before returning to class. If Ye Shuang saw it, he’d probably say—
"Back in my day, we didn’t have amenities like this."
But most boys couldn’t be bothered to use the locker room. They usually waited for the girls to leave the classroom, then simply closed the door and changed there, stuffing their uniforms into their bags. Many didn’t even shower after P.E., often leading to complaints from female classmates about the lingering stench of sweat in the classroom.
Once in the locker room, Bai Yuyou walked to her assigned locker.
Hers was noticeably more battered than the others, covered in dents from being kicked repeatedly. The door even creaked loudly when opened.
These marks were all from the past, though. Bai Yuyou had noticed that ever since the incident with Wu Ya, no one had kicked her locker or thrown her gym clothes into the shower drains.
It was as if Ye Shuang’s presence had been a ray of warm sunlight, tearing through the darkness around her.
"Yu You, Yu You, help me!" A voice called from behind. Bai Yuyou turned to see Tang Keke struggling—her gym shirt was stuck, or more accurately, her chest was too big for it to slide down. Her head was still trapped inside the fabric.
Bai Yuyou walked over, pressed a hand against Tang Keke’s chest, and pulled the shirt down.
"Pop!" Tang Keke’s head finally emerged from the collar, her face flushed. "Ugh, I was suffocating in there!"
Bai Yuyou glanced at the shirt, then at Tang Keke’s ample chest. "Too small."
"It’s already the largest size. Maybe I’ll get reduction surgery when I’m older. So annoying." Tang Keke grumbled.
But in truth, she had only read about reduction surgery online. Given her low pain tolerance, she was just venting—the idea of actually going under the knife would probably terrify her into fainting.
"Yu You, your hair is so long. You should tie it up." Tang Keke suddenly commented, eyeing Bai Yuyou’s outfit.
She wore a white short-sleeved T-shirt with Yinshan Academy’s emblem printed over her chest, paired with dark blue shorts. Her legs were snow-white, straight, and perfectly proportioned—her entire figure seemed like it was carved to golden ratios. But her hair, cascading all the way down to her hips, was especially striking.
"Tie it up?"
"Yeah, here—I’ll give you some hair ties." Tang Keke hurried back to her locker and returned with a handful. "I used to have long hair too, but I cut it because it was such a hassle to manage. You can have these."
Bai Yuyou took the hair ties, wrapped one around a strand of her hair, but it immediately slipped off.
"That’s not how you do it! You have to loop it a few times." Tang Keke stepped in, expertly gathering Bai Yuyou’s hair into a high ponytail.
"Wow, looks great! But if you don’t even know how to use hair ties, how do you usually manage such long hair?"
Bai Yuyou answered simply, "Ye… Shuang."
"Ohhh, so he’s the one who washes it for you?"
Bai Yuyou nodded, "Yeah, Ye Shuang doesn’t want to take a bath with me."
"Huh?"
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