John Wang's POV
March 18, 20xx — 07:28 AM
Longwan University — Archery Club Room (2f)
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My back hurt like hell...
Not the sharp, stabbing pain of a blade or claw. Just pressure and tension. Like I'd spent hours lifting something too heavy, then tried to do a marathon. But despite the weight dropping, my muscles hadn't figured it out yet.
My eyes opened slowly, revealing an unfamiliar ceiling.
Wooden beams with cracked ceiling tiles. Soft red light leaking through the blinds — dawn, or just after. The light buzzed faintly. Too dim to be natural, too steady to be from the emergency lighting.
I tilted my head.
"Ngh..."
It took all my effort...
Because someone's thighs were wrapped around my head!
The first thing I noticed was the heat, not pain, but the warmth flowing through me. Not just the soft, squishy thighs pressing against my cheeks and ears. My whole body throbbed with it. Dull. Deep. Like I'd been dunked into hot water and left there for too long.
