I’m a Girl, He’s a Psycho, and This is Fine

After class, she returned to the dorm and decided to clean.

Not out of obligation.

But because it gave her something to control.

She swept the floor, organized their shoes, even wiped down Fu Yunshen's desk.

When he walked in and saw her crouched by his bookshelf, his eyes narrowed. "What are you doing?"

"Tidying."

He raised an eyebrow. "You reorganized my desk?"

"Alphabetically," she replied. "Your books were chaotic."

"I liked them chaotic."

"You also left an orange peel in your drawer for two days."

"…Fair."

That evening, they ordered takeout and ate together—another strange routine.

Zhou Zhi complained about homework.

Shi Mo ate silently.

Fu Yunshen casually scrolled through his phone.

It was simple.

Domestic.

Almost normal.

As the night wore on, Zhou Zhi went to bed early, mumbling something about stomach pain from overeating.

Shi Mo stood by the window, gazing at the dim campus lights.

"You're quieter than usual," Fu Yunshen said, his voice low.

She didn't turn. "Just tired."

He stared at her for a long moment.

"You don't have to keep pretending all the time," he said.

She looked over her shoulder. "Pretending what?"

"That you're fine."

Shi Mo's breath caught.

Then she smiled—tired, crooked. "Neither do you."

He blinked.

And for the first time… he smiled back.

A small one.

Almost imperceptible.

But real.

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Shi Mo climbed into bed that night with a strange warmth in her chest.

Not power.

Not victory.

But… something she hadn't felt in a long time.

Connection.

Maybe even the beginning of something like friendship.

And in a world full of curses, ghosts, and secrets—

That was the rarest magic of all.