Gifts of Sisterhood      

In the midst of his hectic school routine, Xin finally managed to steal a moment for himself. 

The weight of assignments and endless projects around him had become overwhelming, prompting him to take a short break. 

Slipping his hand into his pocket, he retrieved his phone, its surface cool against his fingertips. His thumb swiped across the screen, unlocking a flood of notifications that had accumulated during his silent hours. 

The notifications came in rapid succession, like a barrage of fireworks set off in his palm. His phone had become a beacon of curiosity and inquiry, all thanks to the latest gossip that had set the school on fire.

Xin's eyebrows furrowed in surprise as he scrolled through his messages. His high school group chat, once a platform for mundane conversations, was now a hub of intense speculation and fervent queries. 

Messages flooded the screen, all of them revolving around one burning question: