webnovel

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 · Realistic
Not enough ratings
169 Chs

Midterm Exams - Part 3

With that, the next morning, Thursday, I woke up before my alarm even had the chance to ring. I scrubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the grogginess before reaching for my phone to cancel the alarm. My dorm mate, Kimura, was also stirring, groggily sitting up in bed before standing and shuffling over to me.

"Can you make breakfast?" He asked, his voice still thick with sleep.

I nodded and stood up from my bed, taking a quick shower before beginning to prepare breakfast. I decided to keep it simple and made a plate of scrambled eggs with bacon for both of us. Kimura sat at the table, shovelling the food into his mouth with relish.

"Mm, this is some pretty good stuff" he said, between bites of the eggs and bacon.

I ate my breakfast in silence, not feeling particularly inclined to engage in small talk. Once we were finished, we headed out at the same time but to different classes. As we walked through the halls of the school, Kimura started a small talk.