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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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New Ideals, New Thoughts - Part 1

I opened my eyes, the morning light filtering through the window. The alarm on my phone rang immediately as I woke up. I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and took a moment to catch up on the events of the previous day.

I decided to freshen up, washing my face and brushing my teeth before making my way out of the dormitory. The door creaked as I pulled it open, my footsteps echoing down the hall as the ceiling lights flickered on, sensing my presence. It's been a while.

The school was still quiet. Most students were likely still asleep. I made my way to the reception area, but it was empty. I stepped outside, the cool morning air refreshing against my skin. The school was a comforting atmosphere with modern infrastructure and well-kept garden beds. I set out on a walk, taking in the surroundings and enjoying the peace and quiet before the day truly began.