Seems Like Something's Missing

The morning study session passed by quickly.

Finally, it was Lin Yu's favorite time of the day.

Meal time!

After getting his food from the cafeteria window, Lin Yu happily found an empty seat and dug in.

As he ate, he suddenly felt an odd sensation—as if someone was watching him.

Curious, Lin Yu looked around but didn’t spot anyone staring in his direction.

Was it just his imagination?

He smacked his lips.

Whatever.

Back to eating!

After finishing his meal, Lin Yu followed his usual routine and headed to the school store to buy a sweet drink to wash it all down.

On the way, that eerie feeling of being watched crept up on him again.

Instinctively, he turned around, only to see a sea of students behind him—no way to tell who might be eyeing him.

Scratching his bandaged head, Lin Yu decided not to dwell on it.

Time for that sweet drink!

Leaving the store, Lin Yu made his way toward the classroom building.

Between the store and the building lay a bike shed area, packed with students' bicycles for their daily commutes.

But this bike shed wasn’t just for parking—it was also a notorious hotspot for bullying.

Lately, the bullying there had gotten especially bad.

The root cause? Tang Manman.

Or, more accurately, the purple-haired troublemaker Gu Yue.

After a highly publicized bullying incident, the school administration had cracked down hard on discipline.

That morning’s homework check was part of it.

Rumor had it the school planned to call in the parents of students who didn’t do their homework, forcing them to stand in the hallway with their kids until the assignments were finished.

But with so many slackers, the hallways would’ve been overcrowded—let alone finding space for their parents.

So, the plan was scrapped.

The homework crackdown was just a side note, though.

The school’s real focus was stamping out bullying.

They’d reportedly gone all out, installing surveillance cameras in every corner of the campus, with staff monitoring the feeds 24/7.

One strike, and you’re expelled.

That left the bike shed—a blind spot for cameras—as the perfect place for bullies to operate.

Lin Yu glanced at the countless bullying scenes unfolding in the shed but had neither the time nor the desire to intervene.

Truth be told, most bullying cases weren’t as straightforward as they seemed.

For example, if Student A was bullied by Student B, then Student A called in their older brother or friends for payback—was that still bullying?

At that point, it was more like revenge.

If you stepped in to help the outnumbered Student B, weren’t you just aiding in bullying Student A?

Or what if Student A provoked Student B with insults until Student B snapped and fought back?

That changed the narrative entirely.

Bottom line: meddling without knowing the full story was risky.

You could end up helping the wrong side or dragging yourself into unnecessary trouble.

Taking a swig of his sweet drink, Lin Yu strolled leisurely toward the classroom building.

Along the way, he frowned—that unsettling feeling of being watched returned.

Without breaking stride, he suddenly spun around to look.

Again, he couldn’t spot whoever was hiding in the crowd, but he did notice someone else.

The timid giant!

That guy who looked just like Niu Dafei.

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