They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 431

Chapter 430: She’s Not Good Enough

Arthur noticed the smoothness of her movement, the subtle grace in her stance, even in something as rigid as archery.

He remembered her that night at the Grand Ball, elegant, light on her feet, dancing like moonlight.

That same girl had learned all of that in just two weeks. Two. And now here she was again, absorbing every correction with lightning speed.

There was something about her. Unassuming. Quiet. But sharp.

He didn’t understand why he felt a strange calm, even a pull toward her presence. But he didn’t fight it either.

Nnenna, on the other hand, was beginning to panic inside. Why was he hovering? Why was he speaking so softly? And why did it feel like his voice had gone from ice to… misty rain?

She quickly realigned herself, desperate to finish the shot and end the awkward moment.

“Release.”

Thwip!

Her arrow landed with a firm thud, near perfect.

Arthur’s lips twitched… into something almost like a smile.

“Excellent,” he said quietly.

Nnenna stepped away from the bow, her heart pounding, not from excitement, but from sheer discomfort.

She had no idea why she was so unsettled. Arthur was just being a good teacher… right?

Besides, her mind had already started to drift toward someone else. Somto had been out of sight, but not out of mind. Every now and then, she would catch herself wondering when she’d see him again.

Arthur, meanwhile, watched Nnenna return to the line, a strange feeling tightening in his chest. Admiration? Curiosity? He couldn’t name it.

the first time in a very long

He wanted to.

slipped back into the crowd, her breath finally steadying as she escaped Arthur’s

uncharacteristic warmth, or the

wasn’t normal.

Just focus. This is training, not

masked the tiny flicker of embarrassment he

What just happened?

or any other girl. His best friend, the love of his life was still out

stoic calm as he scanned the

Serena. You’re

forward with confidence, flipping her newly dried hair over her shoulder like a banner of war. Though the earlier prank had soaked her pride, she wasn’t about to let anyone, especially that

gaze now. Not as gentle, not as close, but patient nonetheless. He adjusted her stance with

your shoulders. Don’t lean so much on your back foot. Good.

but by the seventh, she hit her mark, and by the

“Whoa…”

see that? She

Like, really

she’s the

like she’s not just all

her eyes quickly slid

it faster than

sharp twisted in her chest.

today, someone who came from nowhere, literally, had outpaced her in front of her big brother. In

mean I’m not as

her grip

means I need

approvingly. “Good. That’s the right posture. You’ve

him quickly, searching his face, hoping to see something more

and a curt nod before he

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