Title: I DECIDED TO TAKE REVENGE BY BECOMING A LESBIAN

Custom Tags: Tragic · School Life · Sweet · Revenge

Genre: Yuri (Girls' Love), Drama, Psychological, Slice of Life

Main Characters:

Liang Yuxin (梁雨馨) – A quiet, intelligent girl whose world shatters after a cruel betrayal by her first love.

Zhou Qian (周倩) – The ex-best friend and the one who betrayed Yuxin.

Xu Meiling (许美玲) – The cheerful, sincere girl who unknowingly becomes Yuxin’s new target… and possibly her salvation.

Chen Jiahao (陈嘉豪) – The arrogant playboy responsible for humiliating Yuxin.

Teacher Liu (刘老师) – The observant and empathetic homeroom teacher.

Plot Summary:

After Liang Yuxin is publicly humiliated and emotionally destroyed by her crush and her best friend during a cruel dare, she disappears from school for a month. When she returns, she is no longer the shy, hopeful girl she used to be.

She makes a vow: “Since the world laughed at my feelings, I’ll turn those feelings into a weapon.”

Her plan? Seduce the most innocent girl in school—Xu Meiling—and make everyone who mocked her taste regret. But revenge is a twisted path. And somewhere between sweet touches and stolen kisses, Yuxin begins to feel something real again.

Will love save her from her own plan—or will revenge consume her completely?

Chapter List:

Act I: Shattered Innocence (Ch. 1–20)

The Confession That Ruined Everything

Laughter in the Hallway

Disappearing Act

What They Said Behind My Back

Rebirth of Liang Yuxin

Her Eyes, Her Smile

The Plan Begins

Accidental Encounters

Rumors and Whispers

A Small Smile From Meiling

Lunch Together

Pushed Against the Wall

Old Friends, Fake Smiles

Qian’s Jealousy

A Kiss to Remember

Her Diary, My Guilt

The Playground Promise

Jiahao Returns

Secrets on a Rainy Day

The Start of Real Feelings

Act II: Blossoms and Thorns (Ch. 21–50)

Jealous Games

Her Head on My Shoulder

The Dare That Started It All

Teacher Liu’s Concern

The Pain of Falling

Chen Jiahao’s New Bet

Confession Interrupted

Zhou Qian Breaks Down

The Red Umbrella

Stolen Moments

Liang Yuxin's Birthday

Midnight on the Rooftop

The Picture That Went Viral

Xu Meiling’s Cry

Apologies and Ice Cream

Zhou Qian’s Secret

The Fight in the Courtyard

Holding Hands in the Dark

Meiling’s Letter

My Heart Hurts

Chen Jiahao’s Lies Exposed

Teacher Liu Takes Action

Parents Get Involved

Goodbye for Now

The Party Trap

Running Away Together

Under the Cherry Tree

Yuxin’s Breakdown

Xu Meiling’s Confession

A Real First Kiss

Act III: Love or Revenge (Ch. 51–80)

A New Semester

Gossip Never Dies

Teacher Liu’s Revelation

Betrayal Revisited

Zhou Qian’s Attempt

Liang Yuxin Gets Sick

The Night She Stayed Over

Caught by My Mother

Meiling’s Tears

Can I Still Love You?

A Choice to Make

The Last Dare

Zhou Qian’s Regret

Jiahao’s Apology

A Date in the City

School Festival Chaos

Protecting Meiling

An Unexpected Kiss

The Truth Comes Out

Teacher Liu’s Final Advice

Saying Goodbye to the Past

The Last Note From Zhou Qian

Final Exams and Final Hearts

Meiling’s Parents Find Out

The Breakup

One Month Later

Reunion in the Library

A New Confession

Meiling’s Answer

I Chose Love, Not Revenge

The air smelled of chalk dust and perfume—Zhou Qian's perfume.

Liang Yuxin stood at the edge of the rooftop, her heart pounding louder than the wind rushing past her ears. She clutched a small folded note in her hand, her confession note. Her handwriting was neat, almost trembling on the edges, like her soul had seeped into every stroke.

She had spent days writing it.

Weeks deciding to give it.

Months falling in love with Chen Jiahao—the class monitor with a perfect smile and a cruel streak hidden behind it.

Zhou Qian had encouraged her. Best friends since childhood, they had laughed over late-night texts and argued about lipstick shades and test scores. Zhou Qian promised to support her. "You have nothing to lose, Yuxin. I’ll be right behind you."

So, Yuxin waited behind the old oak tree near the sports hall. Her palms were sweaty. Her heart felt like it would jump out of her chest. She’d imagined this moment countless times—confessing under the golden rays of sunset, her words soft but brave.

But reality shattered that day.

Chen Jiahao walked toward her with a half-smile, and Zhou Qian was beside him—not behind Yuxin like she said. In front of her. Holding Jiahao’s hand.

The first slap wasn’t physical. It was his words.

"You like me? Seriously? Was this your idea, Qian?"

"Yeah, she really believed it." Zhou Qian giggled. Giggled. "We dared her to do it. I didn’t think she’d actually write the letter."

Laughter. From their friends, from strangers passing by. Even the trees felt like they were mocking her with every rustling leaf.

Yuxin’s fingers crushed the letter into a crumpled ball.

Her throat went dry. Her eyes burned. She didn’t cry—she couldn’t. Instead, she stood there, watching her whole world collapse like a glass vase hitting concrete.

"Did you really think a guy like me would go out with a girl like you?" Jiahao chuckled. "You're so boring, Yuxin. Pathetic, really."

And Zhou Qian…

She didn’t look guilty. Just… smug. Beautiful and smug, holding onto Jiahao like a trophy.

"It was just a joke," Zhou Qian said, like that would erase the knife she had driven into Yuxin’s back.

That night, Liang Yuxin didn’t sleep.

She stared at the ceiling, the fan blades slicing the silence like they could cut through her thoughts. Her phone buzzed once. A message from Zhou Qian.

[Sorry if it went too far. But now you know he’s not into you, right?]

She didn’t reply.

Instead, she deleted every picture of them together. Every text, every laugh they’d ever shared. And when she looked in the mirror, she didn’t recognize the girl staring back.

She whispered something to her reflection.

"I won’t cry over them. I won’t be the victim."

A slow smile spread across her lips—cold, unreadable.

"I’ll make them pay."

The hallway was full of noise—squeaking shoes, whispered gossip, and the occasional slam of lockers. It was just another Monday for most students at Huaiyin No. 3 High School.

But for Liang Yuxin, it was the first time she had shown her face in school after her disappearance.

One month.

That’s how long she’d stayed away. She’d told the school it was illness. A weak stomach. Stress.

No one questioned it. No one really cared—except to whisper.

As she stepped into the corridor, silence didn’t greet her. Laughter did.

The kind of laughter that lives behind hands and in the corners of eyes. Not loud—but cruel, sharp, suffocating. Like a dagger wrapped in a joke.

"There she is," someone muttered.

"The fake love-letter girl."

"She’s still alive? I thought she transferred schools after that disaster."

Yuxin didn’t look at any of them.

Her uniform was immaculate—ironed flat, her sleeves buttoned all the way to her wrists. Her hair was longer now, tied neatly behind her back. No bangs to hide behind anymore.

The makeup on her face was light, but intentional. Not the kind she used to wear. She’d always preferred the natural look, soft pinks and gentle tones.

Today, her lips were crimson.

A color Zhou Qian once said didn’t suit her.

Now it bled confidence.

In Class 2-B, people turned their heads as she entered. Eyes widened. The whispering intensified.

Chen Jiahao wasn’t in his seat yet. But Zhou Qian was.

She looked up from her desk and froze.

Yuxin walked right past her, not sparing her even a blink.

She took the empty seat near the back, where no one sat before. Where the quiet kids sat. Where ghosts sat.

Her new throne.

Zhou Qian fidgeted. She whispered to the girl beside her—Lin Yue, her new "friend." Someone fake enough to laugh at anyone for the right price.

"She’s probably still upset," Lin Yue said.

Zhou Qian scoffed. "She’ll get over it."

But deep down, her stomach turned.

There was something different about Yuxin now. Something terrifying.

Her silence wasn’t weak. It was calculating.

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During the break, Chen Jiahao swaggered into class like nothing ever touched him. He threw his bag onto his chair and stretched like he owned the world.

"Yo," he greeted Zhou Qian with a wink.

She smiled. Forced.

That’s when he saw her.

"Eh? Liang Yuxin’s back?"

He raised an eyebrow. "You sure she’s not a ghost?"

A few boys chuckled. It was all just fun to them.

Yuxin looked up.

Their eyes met.

And she smiled.

Not the sweet, nervous smile she used to give him.

No—this was the smile of someone who could gut you with kindness.

Chen Jiahao blinked.

For a second, he felt cold.

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Later, in the bathroom, Lin Yue whispered, "Did you see her face? She looked like she wasn’t even human anymore."

Zhou Qian gripped the sink, staring at her own reflection.

"She’s just faking it," she muttered.

But the doubt had begun to creep in.

And somewhere in the back of the school, beneath the sound of wind and cicadas…

Liang Yuxin was smiling to herself in the empty stairwell.

“Soon,” she whispered.

“I’ll take everything from you.”

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