Anabelle's Passion (Pt 1)

'Young ones are so impressionable, it's easy to dye them in any color—like a blank canvas.'

Not only had I improved Anabelle's opinion of me, but even the whole class now had a better image of my person. I had truly killed two birds with one stone, no?

Opinions breed image. Image breeds reputation. Reputation breeds identity. Identity breeds position. Position breeds capacity… and that capacity defines a person's existence.

All I had just done was to shift something that was so minute, and seemingly inconsequential. But, the rewards would be enormous.

That was a guarantee!

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[Three Days Later]

Classes ended for me, and it was already late in the afternoon. Others began leaving the class to attend their Elective courses, but such things didn't concern me.

I had something more important to do.

"J-Jared Leonard… here…" A soft voice called out to me.