Chapter 6
Author: Wade Wilson
last update2026-01-06 05:59:34

Adrian’s lungs still burned from the run through the city, and his legs felt like jelly, but the elevator ride up to his floor was mercifully quiet. He gripped the railing, trying to look composed, trying not to wobble, and trying not to feel completely ridiculous in his own head.

The doors slid open. And then he saw her.

A tall brunette stepped in, glancing down the hallway. Long legs, toned figure, dark hair cascading over her shoulders. Her presence was commanding, effortless, almost intimidating. Adrian’s stomach flipped, a familiar knot of nerves settling in. He wasn’t used to this kind of attention—ever. And now the system pinged with a bright notification:

Special Task Available: Engage in a 2-minute conversation with neighbor without causing discomfort. Bonus Reward: $100, Charm +2, Social Confidence +1.

Adrian’s eyes widened. “You have got to be kidding me.”

The woman looked up at him, giving a polite smile. “Hi, I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Elena. I just moved in.”

Adrian’s brain scrambled. Move lips. Say words. Don’t die.

“Uh… hi,” he managed, voice cracking slightly. “I’m… Adrian. Adrian Vale.”

System pinged softly: Charm Requirement: 5/10. Current Charm: 5/10. Maintain composure.

He nodded awkwardly. “Welcome to the floor… uh… I mean, welcome to the building.”

Elena laughed lightly, not condescendingly—just easy, warm, natural. “Thanks. It’s… busy, but nice.”

Adrian swallowed hard. Keep conversation normal. Avoid awkward silences. Smile. Maybe not too big. Definitely don’t stare.

“Busy… yeah,” he said, fumbling for words. “The city… I mean, it keeps you… moving. Lots of things to see.”

System pinged again: Charm +0.5. Social Confidence +0.2. Duration: 30 seconds.

She tilted her head slightly, as if considering whether he was insane or genuinely charming. “Lots to see… I like that. I’m hoping to explore a bit myself.”

Adrian nodded, trying not to overthink the next words. “Yeah… exploring… it’s… uh… fun. Helps you… learn things… see things…”

Another ping. Charm +0.5. Social Confidence +0.2. 1 minute completed.

Elena smiled warmly, leaning casually against the wall. “You seem… like you know your way around.”

Adrian blinked. “Uh… I’m… I’m getting there.” He chuckled nervously. “Still learning the city… learning… everything, really.”

System: 2 minutes reached. Task Complete. Bonus Reward Acquired.

The system flashed: Reward: $100, Charm +2, Social Confidence +1. Optional: Continue relationship building at later opportunity.

Elena glanced at her watch. “Well, it was nice meeting you, Adrian. I’ll see you around, I’m sure.”

“Y-Yeah… see you,” he stammered, a wide grin breaking across his face the moment the elevator doors slid shut behind her.

Adrian leaned against the wall, exhaling. The system chimed with its usual sardonic humor:

“Congratulations. You survived your first high-stakes social encounter without catastrophic awkwardness. Your nerves may have frayed slightly, but your stats have improved. Do not let her see you drooling.”

He laughed, shaking his head. “Okay… maybe I’m getting the hang of this.”

For the first time, interacting with someone attractive didn’t feel like an impossibly high wall he couldn’t scale. With the system guiding him, every awkward stumble was now just… a stepping stone.

And Adrian Vale realized something. The city wasn’t just a place to test his physical limits—it was full of people, opportunities, and challenges that could shape him in ways he had never imagined.

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