The School Bad Boy
Language: en
After successfully ‘winning over’ the school bad boy, I dropped all pretenses and started making his life a living hell. No skipping class for the arcade, he had to be at my beck and call, and he wasn’t allowed to get mad at me. Despite all this, the ‘progress bar’ above his head continued to steadily climb. I was convinced he was madly in love with me. Until the system finally came back online a year later. I confidently showed it the bad boy’s ‘progress bar.’ The system stared at the bright red numbers above his head, silent for a long moment. Finally, it gritted out: “That, my friend,…