To cut a long story short, no, Aoni didn't die, and yes, all his fake information was basically leaked to the entire class, which triggered a campus-wide game of telephone, in which he was put on display as "The kid who got pummeled by Harris."
Back in his dorm, Aoni was huddled up in the corner of his bedroom with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders and a tub of ice cream in his lap.
"I feel so violated, like you don't understand Char…it was horrible," Aoni said between spoonfuls of the frosty treat.
"Why are you…sigh, never mind, look, Ao, it isn't THAT bad, I mean, so what if everyone knows about your fake stats, it's a good thing, isn't it?" Charlotte, who had taken up residence on Aoni's perfectly made bed, chirped while lying on her belly and kicking her legs as she read.
