Chapter 2

The young man exuded a charismatic charm, his handsome appearance complemented by a pair of captivating amber eyes that seemed to sparkle with mischief. With a subtle playboy aura surrounding him, he lounged casually with his legs crossed, exuding an air of laid-back confidence.

Supporting his chin with his right hand, he wore a charming smile that hinted at hidden depths beneath his easygoing demeanor. As he introduced himself with a playful wink, the mischievous glint in his eyes only added to his allure. "Hi, I'm Max," he announced, his voice laced with a hint of intrigue and a touch of roguish charm.

**

Young Master Mikhail had undergone a remarkable transformation since his operation, leaving the two maids in awe as they whispered to each other about the stark contrast. The once timid and shy young master had blossomed suddenly into a playful and lively individual. This surprising change caught even Master Henry off guard, especially when Mikhail expressed his desire to take charge in communicating, socializing in events, and negotiating in their company.

Initially assuming it was a passing whim or a result of boredom from his confinement, Master Henry reluctantly agreed, expecting the interest to fade over time.

Little did he know that Mikhail would excel in managing this role. Master Henry closely monitored his grandson's progress every day and was overjoyed to witness his capabilities. The news filled him with such immense happiness that he even slapped his secretary's back in excitement. Finally, his once timid and shy grandson was revealing a hidden talent and showing genuine interest in the business world, unbeknownst to his grandfather.

Master Henry had never imagined that his 19-year-old grandson possessed such remarkable abilities. He felt a sense of relief to see Mikhail thriving, despite being aware that the previous incident had left its mark, causing some lingering PTSD.

Initially, Master Henry had planned to seek treatment for his grandson's psychological well-being, but upon witnessing Mikhail's current state of contentment, he decided to postpone it. He hoped that the new school transfer would provide a fresh start for Mikhail, ensuring a good first day and shielding him from any painful experiences.

**

'Mikhail' checked his reflection in the mirror, satisfied with his appearance. He playfully clicked his tongue and winked at himself. Today was his first day of school, and he wanted to make a good impression.

As he sat inside the car, the engine roared to life, and Mikhail glanced at his phone.

Ever since he took over the role of communicating and socializing for the company from his so-called grandfather, Mikhail has showcased his remarkable talent in this area and managed it with great success. His skills, honed during his time as "Xavier," have proven to be incredibly useful, particularly now that he is a second-generation wealthy young individual.

Many people, including businessmen, have been impressed by Mikhail's abilities, 'despite his young age'. His grandfather, in particular, considers himself fortunate to have such a talented and intelligent grandson. Mikhail takes pride in this admiration and grins at the thought of his accomplishments.

His phone buzzed with numerous messages, some related to business matters, while others were attempts to flatter or curry favor with him. Mikhail pouted his lips and sighed, muttering, "It's really hard to be born rich."

But Mikhail suddenly frowned slightly as he looked at his phone. The frown appeared as a result of seeing another message from a somewhat famous male actor whom he had met before during a business event that he attended.

He clearly remembers this actor because, while introducing himself or socializing with others, he didn't know why, but that male actor seemed particularly overly touchy with him, squeezing his hand sensually while they were shaking hands and giving him flirty looks. Mikhail tried hard not to frown in disgust. When they exchanged contact information, he had been reluctant to give his number to the male actor at first. However, because the actor had strong connections in the entertainment industry, he eventually calmed himself and gave in.

Ever since then, whenever that male actor messages him, he always sends somewhat semi-naked photos and says ambiguous words that make Mikhail frown in frustration and disgust.

He himself doesn't understand why these 'men' have this kind of behavior towards him.

He really doesn't understand why, but most of the young male entrepreneurs or businessmen, to whom he has recently given his contact information, also send him semi-naked photos, flexing their abs, accompanied by ambiguous text. Doing this same behavior.

Although he knows he is undeniably attractive and has a petite body structure, it is evident that he is a guy.

He isn't some horny woman thirsting for male hormones. Can't they see his, although somewhat small, yet still visible Adam's apple? And despite his smaller frame, he is not that small. He has a substantial build, bigger than that of a petite girl.

So why do they send him such inappropriate things? What do those people think he is? Gay?

This kind of thing didn't happen when he was still 'Xavier' before, well, it did happen, but almost all of them were females, not males.

Although he may not experience or feel lustful desires, as he is just one of 'Xavier's alters, he knows that he is straight since Xavier is straight, so he should be too.

He frowned with disgust, throwing his phone aside in his bag when they finally arrived at S High School.

**

The man, once exuding charismatic charm, had undergone a complete transformation. Now seated with elegant composure, his face adorned with a stoic face and his eyes emanating a cold gaze, it was as if he had metamorphosed into an entirely different person. Every detail of his demeanor signaled a stark departure from his previous self, with his temperament and aura now exuding a chilling coldness.

Introducing himself in a low, icy voice, he uttered, "I'm Blue." The words lingered in the air with a frosty precision, marking the emergence of a new persona shrouded in mystery and intrigue.

**

Outside the room of the Business Management department class, murmurs and whispers filled the air. Many people cast curious glances at the handsome young man seated in the last row near the window. With an air of elegance, he sat poised and composed, one hand casually tucked into his pocket while the other deftly held his phone. The onlookers were astonished, their eyes filled with intrigue.

"Wow, who is that handsome guy?"

"That's the other transfer student, right? Damn, he's so handsome!"

"He's also tall. Is he a model?"

"An actor?"

"A foreigner?"

The whispers and murmurs continued as Jack, with an air of elegance, glanced at his phone, appearing bored yet maintaining his composed demeanor. He wore a stoic expression, seemingly unaffected by the comments around him. Although he may appear indifferent on the surface, deep inside his mind, he contemplates the puzzling situation of how 'he,' the split personality of Xavier, suddenly possesses Jack's body. After all, he is just a conscious alter, created as one of Xavier's coping mechanisms, so it really feels surreal until this day.

Jack noticed that 'his' family, despite being loving and wealthy, seemed to keep hidden or want to hide from 'him' the incident that had happened to 'him'. Whenever he attempted to inquire about the incident or what had occurred before that caused him to go into a coma, 'his' parents would fall silent and quickly change the subject. When he persisted, 'his' father abruptly scolded him, discouraging any further questions. Understanding their reaction, Jack simply nodded and refrained from pressing the matter.

However, based on their reactions, it was evident that what had happened to 'him' before was 'not' just a simple incident.

Furthermore, 'his' parents were also initially shocked by his complete change in attitude but also grateful for it. After the incident, Jack became a quiet and cold child, speaking less but otherwise appearing normal. When his (step)mother considered bringing up the idea of seeking psychiatric treatment, 'his' father, Conor, intervened. It wasn't that he didn't want his son to get better; rather, he noticed that Jack seemed to have forgotten everything that had occurred. He feared that if they were to bring up the painful memories or if those memories came back, it would only cause further anguish for his child.

They cherished Jack and didn't want to subject him to any more pain. So, when Jack asked about his past, they fell silent and subconsciously scolded him, hoping to protect him from the painful truth.