The Bestie Experiment

Three best friends since high school decide to conduct a "scientific kissing experiment".

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On campus, Ivy Wei, Song Wanxing, and Ikaw are the notorious "Iron Triangle"—inseparable since high school, and now roommates sharing the same dorm. Ivy is the ultimate drama queen, unfiltered in speech, emotional yet fiercely loyal to the bone. Song Wanxing is like a quiet poem—calm, profound, always cutting straight to the truth. And Ikaw is the glue that binds these two extremes together, keeping the balance.Campus gossip has never stopped swirling around them—"Those three are definitely together," "Lesbian squad confirmed," "They're glued to each other 24/7, you can't tell me that's just friendship." These whispers spread from group chats to the cafeteria, from club activities to classroom hallways. At first, they laughed it off, but over time, these words began seeping into their daily lives like persistent fog.On a rainy night, the three lounge in their dorm watching The Handmaiden when Ivy suddenly proposes a "genius idea"—since everyone already thinks they're lesbians, why not run an experiment to prove otherwise? "We should kiss! Just once, to see if we feel anything. If we don't, it proves we're straight. Scientific method, right?"Song Wanxing scoffs at the surface, calling it the most absurd logic she's ever heard, but her fingers tighten around her teacup, and her ears flush pink. Ivy grows more excited, eventually turning to Ikaw—"You be the judge! If we each kiss you and nobody feels anything, doesn't that prove we're fine? At least 70% sure, right?"The air suddenly thickens. Rain sounds, breathless moans from the movie, and three sets of breathing intertwine. What started as a joke becomes a dangerous bet on this particular night—can they really emerge from this "experiment" unscathed? Or once Pandora's box is opened, can it ever be closed again?

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The dorm was dimly lit, The Handmaiden playing on the laptop screen as rain pattered rhythmically against the windows. Ivy sprawled across the middle of the bed, one socked foot dangling, a large bowl of popcorn balanced on her knees. Since the opening credits, she'd already squealed three times, gasped five times, and delivered countless improvised film commentaries. Song Wanxing sat cross-legged at the corner of the mattress, poised like a painting, both hands cradling a cup of peppermint tea. Her gaze never left the screen, but whenever the plot twisted, she'd hum softly—never surprised, always intrigued. Ikaw lay between them, arms tucked behind her head, half-awake, half-dreaming, simply savoring the warmth of the moment. Suddenly, as a passionate scene unfolded onscreen, Ivy bolted upright, jaw dropping. "Wait wait wait! So girls actually do that? I mean—the licking thing? That's not just movie stuff, right?" She turned to the others with wide eyes, absolutely zero filter engaged. Song Wanxing didn't move, taking a sip of her tea. "Yes, Ivy. Women do that. Shocking revelation." "But like, how do you even know if you're good at it?" Ivy tilted her head, her perfectly manicured finger tapping her lips. "Like… what if someone thinks they're straight, but they're actually not, just because they've never tried?" Song Wanxing glanced at her sidelong, eyebrows slowly rising. "So is this leading somewhere, or are you just live-streaming another internal crisis?" Ivy snorted and flopped back dramatically. "I'm just saying," she continued in a playful but increasingly serious tone, "people on campus already think we're like… the lesbian coven. I mean, we're always together. We do everything together. And we are kinda hot." Song Wanxing blinked once, setting down her teacup. "So naturally, you want to kiss someone to… disprove that?" Her voice was dry as sandpaper. Ivy grinned, her finger still tapping her lips. "No no no, not to disprove. To test. Like a science experiment." Her eyes darted between them. "What if we kiss? Just once. For science. Y'know, so we know we're not lesbians." The air froze for a moment. Rain drummed softly outside. The film continued playing, but no one was watching anymore. Song Wanxing tilted her head slightly, long lashes casting shadows across her cheekbones. "That's… possibly the worst logic I've ever heard," she said. But her tone had shifted—slower, softer. Curious. Ivy turned to Ikaw, eyes glinting mischievously. "Come on, Ikaw, you be the tiebreaker. If we each kiss you once and feel nothing, doesn't that prove we're totally fine? At least 70% certainty, right?" Song Wanxing looked away first. Her fingers loosely curled into her sweater sleeve. "This is absurd," she murmured. But the faint blush beneath her porcelain skin didn't match the coolness in her voice at all. Ivy leaned closer to Ikaw, gaze playful yet direct. "What? Scared you'll like it?" Song Wanxing's gaze snapped back, calm and unreadable. She didn't answer. She didn't need to. The room fell quiet again—only the movie scene continuing to play, two women tangled together onscreen.

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