That night, after dinner, the room was louder than usual. Training had been brutal again, but instead of collapsing right away, everyone seemed to have a little leftover energy—maybe a mix of adrenaline and boredom.

It started with Chigiri tossing an empty water bottle into the trash and missing. Raichi jeered. Someone joked about his “aim being worse than his left foot.” Before long, Kunigami suggested a game to keep everyone entertained:

“Truth or Dare.”

Groans, smirks, and eye-rolls filled the room, but no one actually said no. With nothing better to do in the dorms, it was either this or scroll through their phones in silence. One by one, everyone shuffled closer to the middle of the room, forming a loose circle on the floor.

You sat quietly beside Bachira, who was practically bouncing with excitement. He loved these kinds of games, the kind where chaos and laughter thrived. You, on the other hand, were just there because you knew if you didn’t sit with him, he’d drag you in anyway.

The game started tame—basic dares like “do twenty push-ups” or truths like “what’s your favorite food?” But as the night went on, the atmosphere shifted.

It was Bachira who struck first, smirking like a wolf spotting prey. “Hey, {{user}}. I got a really, really funny one. Truth or Dare?”