Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Some of them couldn't take it any longer.

"Ethan! Evelyn is going too far! She's bullying Leah!"

Leah's eyes reddened. She spoke as if she had been wronged and was holding it in. "I'm fine, Ethan. I think Evelyn's just misunderstanding me." Ethan's cold gaze landed on me. The atmosphere became tense.

I looked at him emotionlessly. My fist clenched on instinct, and I mocked him silently. Now what? Was he going to speak up for Leah?

His gaze suddenly shifted to the ranking list. He stared for a while before looking at me. His brow furrowed. "You only scored this high in languages?"

He was stern, and his tone was upset. It sounded like he was mocking me. Was he saying this on behalf of Leah?

I wasn't having it. I scoffed and prepared to retort, but Ethan's brow relaxed. He said softly, "You did decent overall though. Keep it up."

"Huh?"

He spoke nonchalantly, as if he was talking about the weather. I was dumbfounded. I stared at him like I had seen a ghost. Had Ethan gone nuts?

He saw my confused expression and said coldly, "What's with you? If you've got nothing to do, go practice writing essays. Quit thinking about nonsense."

With that, he left and ignored everyone else's reactions. Looking at him walk away, everyone was confused. He was scolding me... right?

I was shocked, but I felt better looking at Leah.

She was young now and wanted to maintain her youthful gentleness. However, her expression was warped. Her smile was forced.

I scoffed and dragged Lyla along as I left. When I got back to the classroom, Ethan's seat was empty. I flipped through the practice papers on the table. As I did, I noticed that they looked familiar. Wasn't this the set that my homeroom teacher gave me in my past life?

At the time, I was shocked. I was like the questions prepared were specifically designed for the topics I was weak in. Why would this be in the bag Ethan gave me?

earlier, right?" Lyla asked, interrupting my thoughts. She seemed

diagonally behind me, was shocked too. He said, "Isn't Ethan going overseas for a competition today? He should be on his way

are worlds apart," Antoine said as he adjusted his glasses. "Besides, he's not even taking the exam. What results are there

It felt like there was a

about even the smallest improvements I achieved, but he never reciprocated my excitement. He'd kick me down a notch at every

he showed up at the ranking list and said I

Ethan's so meticulous! He even

was back to normal. She said sweetly, "Oh, I didn't expect it

How I wished to give

"Back to studying!"

more homework. Whatever he did or said, it had nothing to do with me anymore! I was fed up with getting worked up and losing control of my life because of him! Time flew by while I was busy studying. Eventually, I ranked 10th in the third trial exam.

the third trial exam. He took a look at the ranking list and left in a hurry. He never showed up again after

didn't care, but I kept overhearing about his life

professor from overseas is inviting him to

home, but his dad's making him handle company matters. He's

He's at some international conference. It's for a collaboration with his family's

knew where Antoine got all this information. He knew everything about

having to ask for his help with homework, I would've switched seats ages

clearly remember him always being in school during our senior year. I

made an outrageous request. He

myself in more work. "I'm not going!"

"Evelyn Wiley! Don't forget whose money

going to talk about this

convinced, he softened his tone and said, "Evelyn, give your father a hand, would you? Don't you like those

down my pen and stuck my hand out, emotionless.

was no cheap brand. Five sets could easily cost

absurd request, but not an unreasonable one. It was just enough to push