Quick Transmigration: Let Me Tell You, I'm a Social Anxiety Person

This story focuses on an immersive romantic experience, with both the male and female protagonists engaging in a complex and mutually supportive relationship, rather than a purely objective task-based approach to building affection.

The protagonist's personality is one of growth and development, and is not perfect.

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"How about I come find you later? Let's eat at the new restaurant that just opened in the second canteen."

The connection kept coming through the headphones. Wen Ying covered her ears to prevent sound from leaking out, and shrank further into her fluffy pajamas. She waited for her roommate, who was hanging up the laundry, to walk past before she managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"not good……"

This refusal sounds weak and lacks any real impact.

Sure enough, the boy on the other end of the phone didn't even pause, taking her "not good" as a coquettish remark.

"I haven't seen you in so long, and you don't even turn on your webcam when I call you."

Upon hearing this, Wen Ying fell silent for a moment.

Just then, my roommate walked by in the hallway carrying a basin of water and slammed the dormitory door shut.

The dormitory room was suddenly empty. Wen Ying took a few deep breaths and finally made up her mind to turn on her phone camera.

The girl's beautiful face appeared on the screen, her tension accompanied by anxiety. Her heart was pounding, and her hands were trembling slightly, almost unable to hold the phone.

"It's open now, can you see it?" Wen Ying asked softly as she placed her phone next to the mirror.

But there was no response from the earpiece. Wen Ying repeated what she had just said and called her boyfriend's name: "Zhao Qi?"

Still no one answered. Zhao Qi's phone camera was pointing at the opposite bed. The space between the bed and the table was simple and empty, with an open book next to an unopened takeout box.

"Where did they go?" Wen Ying turned her gaze away, muttering something under her breath, as if she wanted to complain.

She reached out to hang up the phone, but just as her fingertips were about to touch the screen, she suddenly heard another person's voice through her earphones.

"He went out."

The voice was somewhat deep, accompanied by a subtle electrical current, and carried a slightly cold quality.

Wen Ying was stunned for a moment, feeling that she had heard this voice somewhere before.

A boy's profile flashed briefly at the top of the screen, and the owner of the voice revealed half of her chin, holding her boyfriend's phone, and continued to explain to her in a cold tone.

"Someone from the next dorm just told me that a girl came downstairs looking for him, so he put down his phone and went out."

Wen Ying nodded, finding the pauses in the boy's words a bit strange, as if Zhao Qi hadn't abandoned his phone, but rather his girlfriend who was on the phone.

She wasn't used to video calls yet, and besides, she didn't know the person on the other end of the phone, so she hastily replied "Okay" and planned to end the call.

Just before the video call ended, the person who had just spoken asked again, "Are you going to eat later?"

Wen Ying didn't know if he asked the question himself or if her roommate was asking on behalf of her "boyfriend." She nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, I'm going."

Then, before my roommate returned, I hung up the phone.

The phone screen went black, and Wen Ying huddled in her chair, lost in thought.

A crisp notification sounded in my mind, followed by an electronic voice: [Please note, the male lead's current accumulated affection is 10, and the current plot progress is 10%.]

Wen Ying: [A month has already passed, and we're only 10% complete. When will this ever end?]

[There's nothing I can do, host. You haven't even officially met the male lead yet, so how can I increase his affection level for you?]

Wen Ying: "..." She sighed deeply.

At this point, the system couldn't help but lament: "[You haven't left your dorm room for three days. Your roommates are starting to suspect you have a mental illness. If this continues, you'll repeat the mistakes of the real world.]"

Wen Ying's sudden death in the real world stemmed from a 40-day period of staying at home.

Just as she had used up all the food she had stockpiled at home and was preparing to replenish her supplies on a dark and stormy night, she was accidentally tripped up by a serialized novel.

After experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions alongside the characters in the story, she successfully tormented herself.

I didn't even get to see the ending of the novel.

Just as her consciousness was about to fade away, a system suddenly appeared and bound itself to her, saying that if she could win over the male protagonists in various small worlds and achieve a happy ending, there would be a way to bring her back to life.

The world Wen Ying is currently in is the first world that the system has teleported her to.

Following the system's instructions, she first accepted the male supporting character's advances and pretended to have a relationship, but due to her social anxiety, she didn't want to go out and was unable to advance the plot.

The system sighed again: "I already told you, your current boyfriend may only be a supporting character, but accepting his advances is necessary for the plot to develop."

It analyzes logically and with evidence: [If you didn't hold his hand, how could the male lead have happened to see you? If he hadn't witnessed your sweet moments, how could he have become jealous and snatched you away? If he hadn't snatched you away, why would he have locked you up and done that? If your relationship didn't evolve, how could he find true redemption?]

Wen Ying lowered her head in shame: [Report only a tiny bit, just a tiny bit...]

It's her social anxiety; old habits die hard.

It took a month of getting to know the system before I could say a few more words.

System: [Passive resistance is not advisable; if you continue like this, you'll be a long way from returning to your original world.]

Wen Ying pursed her lips, wanting to say something, but hesitated for a long time before finally saying it.

She remained huddled in the same spot, looking listless and somewhat pitiful.

Can someone like that really redeem others? The system sighed deeply.

[Fine, since this is your first time doing a mission, I'll give you a newbie buff. This is a one-time offer, so make sure you seize the opportunity.]