The morning after the gala was thick with a strange, static tension. The infirmary visit had left Mild shaken, but Skyler's "recovery" was swift, and she was back in class 12C before the first bell, her expression as unreadable as ever.
The idea for a game of Truth or Dare seemed spontaneous, suggested by a popular girl in the front row. No one knew that Skyler had whispered the suggestion in secret, promising the girl a favor in return.
The stakes were set high to ensure compliance: Anyone who failed to obey a dare—or anyone who interrupted the game—would be forced to clean the classroom alone for two consecutive weeks.
Several students went first, their laughter echoing through the halls. Then, the girl turned to Mild.
"Mild Cho," she smirked. "Truth or Dare?"
Mild looked at the clock. He had less than twelve hours before Mike's ultimatum expired. He felt reckless. "Dare," he said firmly.
Skyler's eyes lit up with a predatory spark.
