Early the next morning.
The reveille hadn't been sounded yet, but Zhan Ming, due to his natural body clock, opened his eyes and saw a silhouette standing ghost-like at the head of his bed.
Wait a second, he slept on the top bunk!
The dormitory's lights hadn't been turned on yet, and it was quite dark. The sudden appearance startled him, making him instinctively sit up and swing a punch!
With a "bang," the punch landed solidly on someone, but only hit their shoulder, warm and firm.
The person then released their grip and slid right down the ladder.
While letting out a sigh of relief, Zhan Ming quickly leaned against the rail to look down: "Who the heck is it?!"
Then, the dormitory lights turned on.
Everyone had already been awakened by the earlier commotion and now stared at the person standing in the middle of the dormitory, their faces filled with horror:
"Who are you?"
