150 Ah Dear - Don't Make Me Laugh

Stacy knew how to endure. Was it not what she had been taught? From a middle class family; had the nobles not always found her kind nothing but an eyesore by torturing both her and her family whenever they could? 

Euros, the son of her master, was not favoured, but he was a blood-born to a high-ranking noble family anyway, and he was still both her master and childhood friend, indulging her constantly. 

In school she had become popular among the C-level top students and had aimed during this pre-test, for the first level of the B-level, to at least find a strong backer. 

One day she had found student Brian Vikov, from the Vikov family. She did not know much about their family, except they were among the top ten most powerful known families and he was a legal born son. 

He was not as breathtakingly beautiful as Euros was, but his status was higher.