College

You've just created a world full of lewdness, so your obvious first thought it college, traditionally the place with probably the highest concentration of hotties. You step through the door into blinding light.

Drowsy, you blink a few times. A grey, turbulent sky slowly comes into focus above you. You turn your head to take in your surroundings. You're lying on a bench in the middle of the college yard, other students lazily strolling all around you.

What a strange dream! Just a shame you didn't get to experience the rest of it. You were just about to dive in and have fun. Maybe you should learn lucid dreaming after all?

Your train of thought is interrupted by a dark figure blocking your vision. You blink a few times before you recognize Tzuyu, one of your best friends from High School who also goes to the same college. She's a petite, 5'5'' tall, raven-haired Taiwanese angel who you've always felt very protective of - and admittedly, always had a slight crush on; but you never really made a move out of fear to destroy your friendship. Eventually, you got a girlfriend and the subject was off the table.

"You're going to get wet, Langjun", she says with a kind smile. What did she just call you? Tzuyu grew up here, so she usually doesn't use any Chinese words. Eh, doesn't matter. You get up slowly to give your body time to fully wake up. You feel dizzy for a few moments, but it quickly goes away. "You're right. Let's go inside."

As you start walking, you suddenly realize something odd - almost all the students around you seem to be girls. Huh. You look to the side to share your observation with your friend, but notice that she's lagging behind a slight little bit. Not enough to really walk behind you, but just a few inches to make it seem somewhat awkward. "Something wrong?", you ask.

"No, Langjun", she says and almost seems to tip her head a bit. That name again, what does it even mean?

"You can walk next to me, you know?", you offer with a smile, and she gets big eyes.

"Thank you", she says with not a hint of sarcasm in her voice and catches up to you. What is wrong with her today?

Suddenly it hits you. Lots of girls around you, your friend acting all respectful... this is the world you described to the strange man in your dream! You had almost forgotten it, but now it floods back into your memory. Are you still dreaming?

You look at your hand and count your fingers. Five. You try to push the index finger of the other hand through your palm. No success. You look at a nearby signpost, look away and look at it again. No changes.

If what you're currently experiencing and the meeting with Charles are in the same reality, and you're not dreaming right now, that can only mean one thing: Charles wasn't a dream either. It's real. You're just walking through a world designed to fulfill your sexual fantasies!