Online Dating Fiasco with the Campus Heartthrob (DATING)
However, after sending the photos, Ji Su waited a long time without receiving a reply.
He began to feel uneasy and wondered if he’d somehow given himself away.
For the first time, he carefully examined the photos he’d sent.
All the photos cut off just below the chest and revealed a slender waist.
The legs, wrapped in white stockings, were long and straight.
If he didn’t know it was himself in the photo, he would have believed it was a beautiful girl in a sailor outfit.
Just as he was about to send another message, two new replies popped up.
G: [Your legs are beautiful.]
G: [The skirt is too short.]
Ji Su: "…"
If I didn’t wear such a short skirt, would you have even messaged Meng Meng?
This was the second time G had complimented his legs.
Ji Su was now certain: the scumbag senior definitely has a leg fetish.
Meng Meng: [I understand, senior~]
Meng Meng: [I’ll wear long pants tomorrow.]
G: [Really?]
Meng Meng: [Really, really! Meng Meng won’t lie to you!]
As he typed, Ji Su thought to himself: Since Meng Meng’s identity is fake, nothing Meng Meng says is true.
The next morning, Ji Su deliberately picked out a pair of light blue skinny jeans from his closet—one that didn’t clearly indicate gender.
If G asked to "see" again, he wouldn’t be caught off guard.
Sure enough, halfway through his morning class, Ji Su’s phone buzzed in his pocket.
He was logged into his alternate WeChat account, and no one but G would message him there.
Ji Su calmly took out his phone, placed it on his lap, and looked down to check the message.
G: [Do you have class this morning?]
Meng Meng: [Yes, I’m in class right now.]
G: [You’re playing with your phone during class?]
Ji Su was a bit speechless.
'If I didn’t use my phone, how would I reply to you?'
Meng Meng: [I was paying attention to the lecture, but I replied because it was you, senior.]
Meng Meng: [Pouting cat.jpg]
G: [Hmm.]
G: [We’ll talk after class.]
When class ended, Ji Su stayed seated and continued messaging.
Meng Meng: [Senior, class is over~]
G: [What did you wear today?]
Meng Meng: [I wore jeans.]
G: [Let me see.]
Ji Su curved his lips.
He adjusted his posture then used his notebook to cover the bulge, and took a photo of his legs.
Whether the scumbag wanted to see his legs or confirm if he was lying, it was all within his expectations.
Qiao Jin, who had been playing with his phone, caught a glimpse of his actions out of the corner of his eye and turned to ask, "Susu, what are you taking a photo of?"
Ji Su gestured, "Taking a photo of this."
Qiao Jin chuckled, "Susu, you've gotten really good at taking leg photos!"
Ji Su: "Keep your voice down..."
Since he was wearing jeans today, he didn't feel much burden taking the photo. After checking it, he directly sent it to G.
A pair of slender, straight legs encased in light-colored jeans, with no excess fat.
And an inch more would make them slightly plump, an inch less would make them too thin—perfect, like a piece of art meticulously crafted by Nuwa.
Although fully clothed, for those who had seen these long legs bare, it wasn't hard to imagine how delightful it would be to personally remove that layer of fabric.
G: [Your legs are long.]
Meng Meng: [Cat blushing.jpg]
G: [Meng Meng is very good.]
Ji Su looked at the words in the chat box and his snow-white cheeks quietly flush with a light pink.
Taking the initiative to send leg photos to a guy and then accepting his praise of being "very good"—why did it feel so strange...
Ji Su covered his face with his cool palms before exhaling, and lowered his head to type.
Meng Meng: [Studying is really hard. I didn't understand much of the teacher's lecture just now...]
G: [What class?]
Meng Meng: [The most headache-inducing English class.]
Meng Meng: [But a senior said he could tutor me privately, so I shouldn't worry too much.]
After sending the message, the class bell rang, so Ji Su casually stuffed his phone back into his pocket.
It wasn't until the last class ended that he reopened WeChat and saw G's reply.
G: [No need to find someone else.]
G: [I'll teach you.]
Ji Su knew that the scumbag was already circling around his trap.
………….
Wednesday afternoon.
It was another music club meeting.
After the meeting, Lin Yan pulled Ji Su aside.
She blinked her big eyes and asked, "Little Susu, how's it going?"
"It's going smoothly," Ji Su thought for a moment and replied honestly, "But there hasn't been much progress yet."
During this time, he had been continuously checking in on the scumbag to keep his presence felt. After all, it was just typing on the phone, and at most wasting a bit of study time.
G seemed to enjoy Meng Meng's chatting service and the occasional leg photo benefits. At his most enthusiastic, he still praised his legs as beautiful, but didn't seem overly obsessed.
Apart from knowing that the other person was a law student, the scumbay hadn't revealed any other real identity information.
Lin Yan was suspicious: "Something's off. This doesn't match the usual speed of that scumbag."
"Maybe because he thinks I know him," Ji Su speculated. "I added him as a junior from the neighboring music academy."
If it's a girl you met online, you can just block her after playing around, but a junior from real life might actually come to their school.
"Got it. That scumbag is quite cautious then," Lin Yan sneered, then said, "How about you show me your chat records?"
"Alright," Ji Su unlocked his phone, and just as he was about to click into WeChat, the image of himself sending G of those cross-dressing photos suddenly flashed in his mind.
"Senior, maybe you shouldn't look at the chat records and save yourself from getting angry." Ji Su nonchalantly turned off his phone screen. "When I successfully get the scumbag's private photos, I'll send them to you first thing."
"True, I really don't want to see that disgusting scumbag again," Lin Yan patted his shoulder encouragingly. "The revolution is not yet complete, comrade, you must continue to work hard!"
Ji Su agreed: "I'll work hard."
"By the way, senior has some good news to tell you," Lin Yan revealed a mysterious smile. "I've met a new crush, tall and handsome, with an amazing voice, and he looks a bit like Gu Zhao!"
The sentence carried too much information, and Ji Su didn't react immediately: "What?"
Lin Yan: "Gu Zhao, from your year, don't you know him?"
"I..." Ji Su hesitated. "Probably don't know him."
After all, they had only crossed paths twice, but hadn't exchanged a single word.
Though he didn't know the reason, the way Gu Zhao looked at him was too cold, as if he really disliked him...
"Whether you know him or not isn't important, you just need to know that he's a super handsome guy," Lin Yan didn't mind the details. "My new crush has a bit of a resemblance to him, so you get it, right?"
Ji Su didn't understand: "Then why don't you just go for Gu Zhao?"
"Huh? Am I crazy?" Lin Yan waved her hands repeatedly. "If I went for Gu Zhao, that big iceberg, would I ever get into a relationship in this lifetime?"
Ji Su was puzzled: "Why?"
"Gu Zhao, the campus heartthrob, is famously asexual. Do you know what asexual means? Doesn't like men and doesn't like women." Lin Yan made an exaggerated gesture. "Since he entered A University, the number of men and women he's rejected could fill the entire Lover's Lake!"
Ji Su: "I see."
Lin Yan concluded: "I suspect he just doesn't like humans."
Hearing this, Ji Su felt somewhat relieved.
Perhaps Gu Zhao didn't dislike him, but simply didn't see him at all.
"Of course, little Susu, your popularity isn't bad either," Lin Yan added. "And you're much cuter than Gu Zhao, senior likes you the most!"
Ji Su: "Thank you, senior, for the compliment..."
"We've gone off-topic, off-topic," Lin Yan clenched her fist. "Anyway, the best way to forget a scumbag is to start a new relationship."
"That's great." Ji Su sincerely felt happy for her, "Senior, it's really impressive that you could come to terms with it so quickly."
"Thank you, little brother~" Lin Yan smiled sweetly, then her tone suddenly changed, "But your mission must continue. I won't rest in peace until that scumbag pays the price!"
..........
That night.
Back in the dorm, Ji Su thought things over and decided to push the progress a bit further.
After taking a shower, he sat at his desk while pondering on how to start the conversation.
Meng Meng: [Are you there, Senior?]
Meng Meng: [Can I ask you a question?]
G: [Ask.]
Meng Meng: [If I like someone, how can I make them like me too?]
There was a brief pause before a reply popped up.
G: [Who do you like?]
Meng Meng: [Senior, answer my question first~]
G: [Don't waste your energy trying to please someone who doesn't like you.]
Ji Su held his phone with both hands as he felt momentarily stunned.
'Don't waste energy trying to please someone who doesn't like him... really?'
G: [Who do you like?]
Ji Su snapped out of his daze as he unconsciously furrowed his brows.
Meng Meng: [What if Senior likes someone who doesn't like you? What would Senior do?]
G: [I wouldn't.]
Wouldn't what?
For a moment, Ji Su felt like he had caught a glimpse of the person hiding behind the screen, but the image was too blurry for him to make out clearly.
Meng Meng: [Wouldn't like someone who doesn't like you, or wouldn't do anything to please them?]
G: [It's your turn to answer my question.]
Meng Meng: [Who I like, does Senior really not know?]
G: [I don't know.]
Meng Meng: [Crying cat.jpg]
G: [Tell me.]
Meng Meng: [Then Senior should know one more thing.]
Meng Meng: [Meng Meng's greatest strength is perseverance. Once I like someone, I'll keep liking them, even if I hit a wall, I'll never turn back.]
This time, the other side was silent for even longer, so long that Ji Su almost thought he had fallen asleep.
G: [Is that so?]
Ji Su looked at these two indifferent words while feeling an inexplicable frustration, and decided to ignore him.
Just as he opened his laptop, his phone vibrated again.
G: [What are you doing?]
Ji Su found his freshman English textbook. He flipped it open, and took a photo to send over.
Meng Meng: [Studying~]
G: [Your handwriting is nice.]
Ji Su then noticed that on the page he had taken a photo of, there were his class notes and thought that scumbag paid quite close attention to them.
Meng Meng: [Of course, I practiced specially!]
Meng Meng: [Chest-puffed cat.jpg]
G: [How's the studying going?]
Meng Meng: [It's so hard...]
Meng Meng: [But since Senior doesn't want me to find someone else to tutor me, I'm studying hard on my own!]
G: [Why not ask me?]
Meng Meng: [Senior's been a bit busy lately~]
G: [Not that busy.]
Since that was the case, Ji Su didn't hold back.
He pulled out an English test paper then found a particularly complicated reading comprehension question, circled it, and took a photo to send over.
A minute later, G sent two long voice messages.
Ji Su casually tapped on the voice messages, and as the voice rang in his ears, a tingling sensation spread from the base of his ears.
The male voice coming through the receiver was deep and magnetic and with a cold, metallic quality that sounded particularly sexy through the electrical current.
Ji Su suddenly understood why his senior, who was a sucker for voices, was so addicted to online relationships.
This unintentionally deep voice was something even he, a guy, found hard to resist.
The other's English pronunciation was extremely standard and pleasant. It was succinctly explaining the question with precise language, clear logic, and straightforward reasoning, without a single superfluous word.
After listening to all the voice messages, Ji Su also believed that he was a law student.
But being a law student, why would he do such a thing? Did studying law just mean knowing the law and then breaking it?
Meng Meng: [Wow~ Senior is so amazing!]
Meng Meng: [When I was looking at the answer's explanations, I was completely lost, but after Senior explained it, I understood it right away!]
G: [I'm free tonight. Any other questions?]
Ji Su, afraid he'd have nothing to do, randomly asked another question.
G: [Is it convenient to voice chat?]
Seeing the reply, Ji Su panicked a little: "Xiao Qiao, come here quickly."
Qiao Jin was in the middle of a game and responded, "Wait... just a second, I'm coming!"
A few seconds later, he took off his headphones and rushed over: "What's up, babe!"
"Look." Ji Su showed his phone screen, "He wants to voice chat with me. What should I do?"
"Hiss... why does he suddenly want to voice chat?" Qiao Jin's brain raced, "Just say your roommate is asleep and it's inconvenient to brush it off for now, and we'll think of a solution later."
Meng Meng: [Sorry, Senior, one of my roommates is already asleep, and I don't want to wake them up.]
Meng Meng: [Can we voice chat next time?]
G: [Alright.]
G: [You should sleep early too.]
Fortunately, the other didn't seem suspicious, and Ji Su secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Meng: [Mhm, goodnight, Senior~]
G: [Goodnight.]
Ji Su put down his phone and prepared to continue drawing.
After finishing a game, Qiao Jin remembered what had just happened: "Susu, if the scumbag can't hear your voice, he definitely won't let it go."
"I think so too." Ji Su sighed lightly, "Online relationships are such a hassle."
Qiao Jin's gaze wandered around the computer, then he slapped his thigh: "I know, you should buy a voice changer."
"A voice changer?" Ji Su thought for a moment, "Alright, I'll order one now."
"No—" Qiao Jin said, then felt it wasn't right, "Voice changers are way too common these days, and many of them sound really fake. If the scumbag figures it out and thinks you're a crossdresser, it's game over!"
Ji Su paused: "A transgender?"
Qiao Jin explained, "There are a lot of guys online who use voice changers nowadays. Some do it to scam points and equipment in games, while others do it to trick people in online relationships for money."
Ji Su replied, "At least I’m not doing online dating to scam money…"
That’s right. His online relationship was for justice, to help his senior get what she deserved.
"Actually, I think your voice is already clear and pleasant. You don’t necessarily need to change it," Qiao Jin said as his enthusiasm grew. "Susu, can you try doing a cutesy voice for me?"
Ji Su was confused: "What do you mean by 'cutesy voice'?"
"You know, the 'sweetie voice'!" Qiao Jin pulled out his phone to fiddled with it for a moment, and then handed it to him. "Here, a tutorial on how to do it."
Ji Su glanced down at the screen, and the video title caught his eye.
……….
【Sweetie Voice Tutorial】
A Must-Have for Online Dating and Guaranteed to Make You Cringe.
……….
Ji Su: "..."
Someone save him, please.