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Zebulon received the news about the Briarwood University Young Scholars Program gathering this morning, but he had just gotten a notification from Glenn and had forgotten all about it.

This girl was an aerospace engineering major and was quite familiar with him. They often attended small classes together, and she had helped him sign in for many lectures.

“We haven’t started yet. Why don’t you join us?” the girl invited him.

Zebulon had just broken free from a really toxic crowd, and Viola seemed like a breath of fresh air. Plus, he remembered Quinlyn hadn’t eaten yet. “Sure, let’s go,” he said.

“This way,” the girl said, grabbing her camera from her car. “This is the first time, the whole Briarwood crew is together. Even the big three are here. We should take a group photo. I’m just worried those three won’t be into it…”

Zebulon was surprised. The Briarwood program was usually dominated by kids from their city, due to the educational

resources.

But this year was different. Three new kids had joined from the south. One was the heir to the country’s richest family, but he was no spoiled brat. He knew his stuff–human anatomy, mechanics, the works.

Another was a hacker who’d started a company and even joined a government agency. He was a bit of a troublemaker, but incredibly capable.

And then there was the third, a guaranteed admission student working with the Briarwood Research Center. He was a quick learner, picking up new skills faster than anyone else.

Zebulon himself had been considered an elite student and was no slouch among his peers, but after a month of competing with those three, he almost died from exhaustion.

It made him deeply question how people could be so rich and hardworking. So, he had asked for a few days off to recover.

But now, seeing Quinlyn’s eager face, he decided to use this as a chance to show her what real competition was like. He didn’t notice her grin. “Come on,” he said. “Let me show you what it means to be out of your league.”

The private room was on the first floor. As the door swung open, the room was alive with chatter and laughter. Dishes had just been laid out, and everyone was sipping sodas. These were teenagers, after all–they blended together quickly.

“Come on, Stanley. I bet you’re the type to smoke and drink in secret.”

boy at heart. I would never engage in those bad habits that could corrupt children. You might be thinking of

No way, he seems like such a good boy. Are

he saw Stanley being held down on the

he was in a firefight at the borderlands and single- handedly

Don’t blame me for your lack of experience. If you don’t believe me, ask Joseph.” Joseph, caught in the crossfire,

his gaze and fell silent for a moment.

was a little embarrassed. On the first day of school, he had a conflict with Joseph, smashing a box

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bought. Although he later replaced it, he always felt that Joseph was secretly

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you just standing there? If you can be here, so can I. Zebulon straightened his back, relying on

at him, which made him a little uneasy. “Hey, Joseph, you can’t hold a grudge over a box of

Joseph strode around the table and marched over, Zebulon braced for a fight,

and bright. “Joseph, I’m here to eat.

shocked to find

Joseph reached out and walked away, holding her hand. “What are you doing here? You went to the amusement park with Zebulon?

glass of milk is for you. You still look so skinny. The Bronson family didn’t mistreat you, did

too many head pats can stunt my

legendary guys from the Briarwood University Young Scholars Program. They fed her, ruffled her hair, and joked around. It felt surreal. “So… you guys know each other?”

said, giving Zebulon a look. “The other two are just trying to get

the Hills dug

for her with his slender fingers. “My family’s having a formal banquet

their drinks. None of them would

family? He’d never voice that, though. The three of them would turn on him in a

***

a karaoke place. Quinlyn had never

just for her when they got into the private room. But after flipping through the song list, Quinlyn only recognized

there are things you’re not good at, Quinlyn,” Stanley laughed so hard that he rolled

a few more times before the song ended, then pursed her lips and went

to her seat.