My name is Song Yueliang. On the first day of school, I open the dorm room door.
A girl in Hanfu is using a rice cooker to make pills.
A beauty who looks like a campus queen stares at me without blinking for three whole minutes.
A man leaning against the windowsill says, “Woman, you're late.”
I immediately want to drop out.
Only later do I find out:
The girl making pills is an empress who transmigrated here. She says she'll make me “Empress” (while taking the title of Noble Consort herself).
The one who doesn't blink is a bionic person. Someone kicked her when she came off the production line, and she automatically shuts down on rainy days.
The man is the male lead of a domineering CEO romance. His System sent him to the wrong coordinates. His mission is to win over the “female lead,” but he suspects she's the dorm supervisor.
And me, Song Yueliang, the only human.
My daily life now consists of:
Stopping the empress from blowing up the dorm.
Going out to retrieve the bionic person whenever it rains.
Stopping the CEO from calling the cafeteria auntie “Woman.”
Our counselor asks me, “How are things in your dorm?”
I think about it.
“I feel like a mom of three.”
