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?

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

for a competition today? He should

adjusted his glasses. "Besides, he's not even

stared at the practice papers before me. It felt like there was a lump in

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

he showed up at the ranking

clique walked over. "Leah, Ethan's so meticulous! He even came to school just

back to normal. She said

I wished to give myself a beating for letting

"Back to studying!"

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

third trial exam. He took a look at the ranking list and left in a

I kept overhearing about

competition. A Novel-Prize-winning professor from overseas is inviting him to his

but his dad's making him handle

overseas again. He's at some international conference. It's for a collaboration

everything about Ethan's whereabouts. Worse still, he just

help with homework, I would've

remember him always being in school during our senior year. I would pester him to

an outrageous request. He asked me to join a banquet with

I buried myself in more work. "I'm not

Wiley! Don't forget whose money you're spending! My money, my

was speechless. Jack was going to talk about this when I was just

your father a hand, would

my pen and stuck my hand out, emotionless. "I want five sets for

could easily cost a

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