It's All the Fault of the Bastard System. I'm Really Not a Scumbag.

On the day the system was bound, there were only 72 hours left in my life countdown.​ "You want to survive? You have to let the opposite sex have a favorable impression of you." When the cold mechanical sound came down, I was still holding half of the uneaten spicy sticks in my hand.​ From then on, the pen that was deliberately dropped by the flower girl's feet in the library, the soup that was "accidentally" spilled on my senior's plate in the cafeteria, and the earthy love words I blurted out to my senior during club activities were all forced on me by this bastard system.​ "Lin Yi is just a scumbag who flirts with everyone he meets!"​ When the rumors wrapped around my spine like vines, I was crying at the 3 hours of life time that had just increased on the system panel.​ Who knows? I attract the opposite sex to survive, not to be a scumbag!​ When the countdown to life and the favorability of a girl are tied to each other, how will this farce of running around the campus "getting favorability to survive" end?