My department coworkers and I have been locked up together.
We can only get out by voting for each other over three rounds.
Anyone who gets six votes will die here.
It's actually simple. As long as we work together and distribute the votes evenly, we can get out easily.
After all, we're a peaceful and loving department, right?
...Right?
A setting-driven mystery with an unreliable-narrator twist
20,000 words
Please add my school urban-legend supernatural story to your favorites!
"How Are You So Good at This?" I studied myself, and myself alone
After my best friend and I started dating,
he forgot about it.
But that's okay,
because I forgot too.
"Xiao Ran, this one's cooked."
He casually handed me the chopsticks,
so I expertly bit the shrimp paste off their tips.
I chewed with puffed-out cheeks, and my best friend across the table and I fell silent together.
He hesitated. "You're... pretty good at that."
I gave an awkward laugh. "...You too."
#About how my friend and I both suspect the other is secretly dating someone#
#I'm so mad#
#So is he#
Me: I met a weird person today. They asked me if there was a Class 9.
Deskmate: That's really weird.
Deskmate: Where would a Class 9 come from?
Me: ...
Me: There are thirty-six classes in our grade, but no Class 9.
Deskmate (confidently) (with absolute certainty): Exactly!
#About how there are thirty-six classes in our grade but no Class 9#
#And how there's an unmarked empty classroom next to Class 8#
#And how class numbers are inexplicably missing from my textbook#
Me: ...Bro, help me!!
1. A school urban-legend supernatural story, with both leads suffering memory loss
2. Third-person narration
3. Please add my upcoming story to your favorites~
"Zhou Qimo, I had a dream.
"I dreamed you said you liked me and wanted to be my boyfriend.
"Then you turned around and forgot all about it."
Theme: The world isn't all that cruel
