Chapter 5: The Night Unfolds
Tonight, the stars won't shine brighter than them.
By six o'clock, the entire dormitory was buzzing with energy.
Everyone was getting ready for the night club.
The Boys' Side
The guys were in front of the mirror, fixing their hair and adjusting their jackets. Their outfits were sharp—cool, confident, and undeniably handsome. Each one had his own style: Nelson in a sleek black shirt that hugged his frame, Peter in a crisp white designer tee paired with ripped jeans, and Johnson rocking a navy-blue jacket that made his skin glow under the dorm lights.
Nelson whistled and gave Peter a thumbs-up.
Nelson: "Boi, you've got taste! Wow!"
Peter:grinning "Haha, let's hurry up and head out before the girls steal the spotlight."
When they reached the gate, the AI guard scanned them and said playfully,
AI: "Ughhh, you guys look so debonair tonight! You'll definitely grab a date. Good luck!"
The boys burst into laughter and headed out, spirits high.
The Girls' Dormitory
Sonia burst through the door, her voice full of excitement.
Sonia: "Girls, I'm back! Tonight, we're going to blow everyone's mind. I brought a makeup artist!"
Clara: "Eiii, Sonia! That's too much—we can just do a little makeup ourselves."
Sonia: "No time for little. We're going all out tonight. Let's start!"
The makeup artist unpacked her tools and got to work. Brushes danced across their faces, highlighting cheekbones, defining eyes, and perfecting lips. Fifteen minutes later, she stepped back with a proud smile.
Makeup Artist: "Wow, girls—you're about to kill the beat!"
A chime echoed from the door.
Ding! Ding! Dung!
Liona: "That must be our dresses. I'll grab them."
She returned moments later, carrying a sleek box. When she opened it, her eyes widened in surprise.
Clara: "Sonia! Why on earth would you do this?"
Sonia:smiling mischievously "Anything to make you girls happy. We're running late—let's get dressed!"
They changed quickly, laughter echoing through the room.
Their dresses were nothing short of stunning—night-club perfection.
Clara's dress: a radiant yellow bodycon that shimmered under the lights, hugging her curves and glowing against her smooth skin.
Sonia's dress: a cool ocean blue, sleek and daring, with silver sparkles that matched her bold confidence.
Liona's dress: a soft pink, elegant yet playful, showing off her lively spirit.
Their heels clicked as they turned in the mirror. Their hair was styled flawlessly—loose curls for Clara, a sleek ponytail for Sonia, and bouncing waves for Liona. The matching earrings and clutch bags tied everything together.
The AI gate flickered to life as they approached.
AI: "Wow… angels! I'm running out of words to describe your beauty. Good luck—and grab your dates tonight!"
The girls giggled, linked arms, and stepped out into the night.
The Night Club
The club was electric—neon lights pulsed in rhythm with the music, the floor vibrated with bass, and the scent of perfume and excitement filled the air. Holographic displays danced across the walls, casting rainbow glows over the crowd. People laughed, moved, and swayed, each one caught in the rhythm of the night.
This wasn't just a night out—it was the start of something unforgettable.