Resurrecting the Genius Within

After finishing her self-study in the evening, Isabelle walked home. It was the end of April, so it was still chilly. Isabelle had searched through her wardrobe in the morning but could not find a long-sleeved shirt to wear. Therefore, she was still wearing the short-sleeved shirt under her school uniform that she had worn for two or three years. It was drizzling and the night wind was exceptionally cold. With her hands in her pockets, Isabelle strolled home leisurely. As she approached the old residential area, Isabelle stopped. The street light emitted a faint glow and she stood with her back to the light. “I’ll be home if you still don’t make a move,” Isabelle said calmly. As Isabelle spoke, four or five ruffians emerged from the shadows. The leader, with a cigarette in his mouth and hair dyed in red and green, grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. “You’re quite sharp, little girl.” Isabelle could not be bothered to move. She just stood there with her hands spread out, waiting for the ruffians to surround her. Isabelle knew these people, or more accurately, the owner of her body knew them. These ruffians hung around Norward High all day to extort money from students. Therefore, the students of Norward High would avoid them, including the owner of this body.

out to touch Isabelle’s face with his yellow teeth bared. Just as he was about to touch her, a fair hand suddenly gripped him. It did not look like she was using much force, but the ruffian winced in pain. He tried to break free but found that he could not move at all. The hand that seemed to have used no force was holding him tightly, like a clamp. “You would die,” Isabelle said calmly. The next second, Isabelle exerted force on her hand and twisted the ruffian’s arm. Immediately, the sound of bones breaking could be heard. She forcibly dislocated the man’s entire arm. “Ah!” Almost in the blink of an eye, the ruffians, who were just acting tough, were lying on the ground with broken hands and feet. At the moment, only the wailing of pain could be heard. With her hands in her pockets, Isabelle looked down at the leader of the ruffians, whose limbs were twisted at strange angles. She stepped on the ruffian’s chest and said, “Be grateful. I’m not in a position to dispose of bodies right now, so I’ve decided to spare you.” “Who sent you?” The ruffian was wailing in pain so he did not hear what Isabelle said. He was occupied by his pain right now. “Who sent you?” Isabelle asked again impatiently, exerting more force on her foot. The ruffian felt as if his chest was about to be crushed. So, he howled, “It was … A student from Norward High!” Nella. Isabelle knew it was her even without thinking. “How forgetful of

went on his way. Nella was a bit annoyed, but it was only for a moment. Shortly after that, she quickly caught up with him. Mike was a top student. Moreover, his father was the mayor so his future was limitless. Nella had known Mike since she was a child and had always liked him. Her followers knew this, so when they found out that Isabelle also liked Mike, they bullied Isabelle even more. To her, it was an insult to Mike that Isabelle had a crush on him. “Mike, which college are you planning on going to? I’m planning to go to Taragon University. My uncle is in Taragon City, so I’ll have someone to look after me there.” Upon hearing that she was planning to apply to Taragon University, Mike, who had always ignored her, glanced at her and initiated a conversation. “I remember you scored 650 in the mid-term exam, so you have a good chance of getting into Taragon University.” “You actually remember my midterm score.” Nella’s heart raced and her cheeks flushed slightly. “Good luck with your college entrance exam,” Mike said indifferently before quickening his pace to walk away. After two classes, her follower rushed to tell Nella that she had seen Isabelle come to school completely unharmed. “What? How is that possible?” Nella did not believe it and ran to see for herself, only to find Isabelle sitting at her desk, safe and sound. “How are they