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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 · สมจริง
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Language of the Genius - Part 4 [Kanako Hanae]

Many years ago.

"H-how..." The boy was speechless as he was easily defeated by a young 9-year-old girl.

"Good game. I hope we can be friends~"

"No! How can I lose to you? You're just a stupid girl!"

Suddenly, Kanako's heart dropped. Those words stabbed her like a silver blade. The boy got off of his seat and stormed off. Everyone turned around as the boy stomped through the room.

In the corners of her eyes, Kanako was starting to cry.

I-I just wanted to be friends... does he hate me now?

She stared silently at the chessboard. The white king was checkmated in a very elegant setup, leaving it in a completely undefendable position. As she looked at the board, she felt a cold, sad feeling in her stomach.

After a little while, one of the adult organisers walked over to her.

"It's okay, Kanako. The boy's just angry because you beat him."

"S-should I not have...?"

"This isn't your fault. Come on, let's go and find your next opponent."

Kanako walked quietly to her next opponent.