The campus belle splashed milk tea in my face in front of everyone. I calmly wiped it off and said, "You've got food stuck in your teeth."
The crowd burst into laughter, and the campus belle's expression twisted with rage.
[Ding! Successful clapback. Attractiveness +1. Skill acquired: Green Tea Detection]
From then on, my rise to the top took a completely unexpected turn.
Others became campus belles through their talents. I did it by roasting people. Others raised their grades by studying. I did it by roasting people. Others won over their dream guys with tenderness. Me... well, any guy who wants to get close to me has to survive a barrage of verbal attacks first.
I thought life was all about roasting everything under the sun, until the System announced: "Final task: Roast this twisted world back to its senses."
I looked at the apocalypse's self-righteous savior and smiled.
"Your wig's crooked, and you're still playing the savior?"
