Xue Rui casually replied, "OK."
He opened the campus confession wall, approved some suitable submissions, and posted them in a nine-square grid format.
Most were bizarre confessions, along with some rants.
They weren't just from freshmen, but from upperclassmen as well.
"To the classless person who washed their shoes in the communal washing machine: I took your shoes. If you want them back, come get them from me in Room 402."
"Some people really have no class..."
"A confession: Although I couldn't see your face clearly, I was deeply captivated by your mature aura. I didn't dare take a picture from the front, so I only have a photo of your side profile."
Xue Rui zoomed in on the photo. Red-framed glasses, high heels, and black stockings...
'Isn't that obviously a teacher?'
'College students sure have... expansive tastes.' He clicked "approve."
Fortunately, the content was still relatively tame for now. Later on, there would probably be doxxing and cyberbullying...
