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Gifted Academy: The Perfect Student

Coming out of the Ideal Human Project, Mizuhara Ayato was referred to as the 'perfect human'. However, life was not so simple for this unfortunate boy. Stuck between other genius students and a meritocratic high school, Mizuhara would find himself unable to live a calm life. Who really is Mizuhara Ayato? Apathetic, listless and uncaring, will anyone ever make Mizuhara feel something? Even in the harsh conditions of the Tachibana System, he shows no signs of struggle. Is he the ultimate proof that nurture is stronger than nature? *** Sara Fujiharu, the cutest girl in the school, is also known as the 'Seatmate Bully'. Every few weeks, the class seating changes and every time, Fujiharu-san gets a new target. What's her goal? To make the boy sitting next to her fall in love, and once she does, she destroys their heart, crushing their love. Why does she do this? I still don't know. It's March 23rd, the day of the seating change. So far, ten boys have fallen for her traps, her playful attitude, and her innocent face. Not a single boy so far has managed to brush off her attacks-and every single time; their weak hearts have been crushed. Now it's my turn. However, my heart is not so easily played with. ** ____ Official Discord: https://discord.gg/T395tt4HUU

EvanMu · Politique et sciences sociales
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Kanako's Desires - Part 4

Kanako dragged me over to a claw machine and pointed at one of the toys.

"Get that for me."

"Huh, why me, though."

"Just do it!"

I scanned my card, and the machine lit up.

I wasn't exactly a professional at claw machines, so I doubted that I'd be able to get the toy she wanted. The machines were usually rigged anyways. It would likely take a few attempts before the machine would even properly grab the toy. However, she seemed to be eagerly watching the claw as I controlled it around.

Well, I guess I'll try.

I positioned the claw as well as I could and pressed the button to drop it. It made its descent down to the pile of goodies before seemingly closing its jaws and picking up one of the toys. However, as soon as it lifted the toy up, there was a bit of a jolt, and it dropped it back into the pile.

She appeared to be disappointed.

"I'm not good at these," I said.

Suddenly, she scanned her card, and the machine lit up once again.

"Watch and learn," she exclaimed.