"Loser has to wear a maid dress to school on Valentines Day."
"...Alright, deal."
You got to work, clicking on the answer to the quiz for the most recent book you read with Xingqiu, one of your best friends. You decided to have a competition with it, declaring the person with the lowest score as the loser.
You clicked rather quickly, confident with all your answers, until you reached the end with a 90%. You watched and whistled in the background as Xingqiu chose his responses, trying to distract him.
"Stop trying to distract me."
"Hm? I'm not doing anything, what do you mean?"
He went silent and continued until he reached the 30th question. He thought it over before submitting his final answers. He got a 95%.
"What!?" You groaned, looking at the result on his phone from over his shoulder. "There's literally a 5% difference, that's so not fair!"
"It's completely fair, Y/n, and you lost," he smiled.
"You're evil. I hate dresses..."
"Then why did you agree?"
"Because I thought I'd win!" You whined, laying with your back on the carpeted floor. "I mean, I just read the book! What did I get wrong?!"
"I think you're overreacting a bit, Y/n," he chuckled.
"I am not. Those wretched articles of clothing deserve death upon death upon death."
