XXXIII | The Most Beautiful Confession With Hand Signs

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When Isabelle returned to the party room, she suddenly felt the urge to escape, as soon as she heard the people say they were going to play a game Sophia suggested.

Ever since they were young, whenever Sophia were with a lot of people, they'd play only one game - rock, paper, scissors.

Everyone would take turns to play, the winner would be safe, but the loser would have to face the next player. According to their draw, the final loser would have to accept a punishment.

The punishments were old fashioned as well, like truth or dare.

The reason why Isabelle wanted to escape at the last minute when she realized what was coming was because, in all those years, every time she played this game, she was the biggest loser. If it weren't because of the 'truth', then it was because people would mess with her too hard with her 'dare'.

Though Sophia had went to the restroom, the game had already started, and everybody played enthusiastically.

The room was filled with laughter and commotion. Not long after, it was Isabelle's turn.

She summoned the tatters of her courage and played 'rock', and lost three out of three. She lost spectacularly.

The crew knew that Alexander never liked to mingle in these kind of activities, so they never expected him to participate. They automatically excluded him. When someone was ready to heckle Isabelle to choose truth or dare, Sophia coincidentally walked through the door, so the sisters, Sophia and Isabelle, played against each other. In the end, the results were the same as before. Isabelle lost three out of three. Her loss was incomparably spectacular as usual.

"Isabelle, choose, truth or dare?"

"The loser will have to first drink three shot glasses, and then play truth or dare."

"For truth, you have to tell us who was your first! For dare, you have to go out and kiss the first man you meet!"

While most argued over the tasks, someone poured three shot glasses and pushed them in front of Isabelle.

Ever since Alexander had entered the party room, he was staring at his phone. But when he heard those two options, his brow furrowed and he lifted his eyes. When he saw the three shot glasses in front of Isabelle, his brows furrowed even harder.

After a slight pause, he put his phone away, sat upright, and said in an emotionless voice, "There's still me."

Alexander's abrupt words silenced the whole room. Everyone inexplicably blinked with disbelief. Even Sophia stared at Alexander, her eyebrows gently twitching.

Alexander turned unenthusiastically to face Isabelle and said in a low voice, "Bring it."

Isabelle was dazed for a moment before she realized that Alexander had really also joined in the game. She hurriedly stuck out her arm.

Back in junior high, Sophia loved playing this game. For Isabelle, who had a hundred losses in a hundred games, the only person she could beat was Alexander.

The only reason why she won was because after Isabelle continuously played against Alexander, she realized that he would always play the same sequence: Paper, scissors, rock.

At the time, she had been delighted for a long while to have unintentionally learned that her crush had such a quirk. It was a secret of his that she kept in the deepest part of her heart. A little secret only she knew.

Of course, from that moment, whenever they faced one another, she would be able to sneakily win with the sequence: Scissors, rock, paper.

But... It's been five years without any contact between them. Who knows if he still had the same quirk?

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