After my true identity was revealed, life in the dormitory became more ordinary. But one thing I didn’t expect: the distance between me and my roommate kept getting smaller and smaller.

One afternoon, while we were studying together on the rooftop, the gentle breeze brushed past us, and suddenly my heart was racing uncontrollably. My roommate looked at me, his eyes soft and slightly nervous:

“Hey… I want to say something… I… like you. Not because of the system or what happened before, but you—just you.”

I froze, my heart pounding wildly. Those words lit up everything inside me. Really? Did he… truly like me?

I lowered my head, blushing, but a smile crept onto my lips:

“Then… I like you too. For a long time already, I just didn’t know how to say it.”

He smiled, his eyes shining with happiness, and we held each other’s hands tightly. For the first time, I felt a warm, safe, and sweet feeling that went far beyond all the troubles, cosplay, or the system.

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That day, we strolled around the campus together, hand in hand, laughing and chatting freely. Everything seemed easier, and I realized: genuine feelings are the one thing you can’t fake, and no system can ever control.

That sweetness and serenity—that was the true reward after so many days of confusion and chaos.