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

Chapter 643: She’s Everything Wrong With My Life

The meeting ended late into the night, but the discussions had set things in motion. Major facts were clarified, strategies refined, and by the next day, it was already time for the examinations of the third and fourth majors.

“You remember everything I told you? The foundation is the basics,” Darius asked as they walked briskly toward the large exam hall.

“Yes, yes, I remember,” Nnenna replied, adjusting her satchel with a small smile.

“Good,” he said, his tone turning firm but encouraging. “The foundation of everything matters. It’ll always help you when things get complicated.”

He suddenly stopped mid step, forcing Nnenna to halt beside him. For a moment, his expression softened. “Look,” he said quietly, “I know that compared to who used to teach you, Somto, I might not be as good as he was. But I’ve taught you everything I know within the time we had. And even though it was short, you have everything you need for this exam. I don’t know how it’s going to go, but…” He smiled faintly, pride gleaming in his eyes. “I can feel it, you’ll excel.”

“Me too,” Nnenna nodded, her confidence firm yet gentle.

“Now come on,” Darius said, pulling her lightly by the arm as they resumed walking. “As much as I would love to use the excuse of ‘teaching you’ just to spend more time with you, we don’t want to be late.”

Nnenna chuckled, shaking her head as they quickened their pace.

Once inside the hall, the atmosphere buzzed with tension and anticipation. Students filled the seats, whispering last minute reminders to themselves, their notes clutched tightly. Nnenna’s eyes immediately caught a familiar figure among the crowd.

“Hey, George!” she waved, her voice cutting through the low hum of the room.

Hearing her, George looked up from his laptop, relief washing over his face. “There you are,” he said, closing the lid. “A few more minutes and you would’ve been late.”

“Last minute prep,” Nnenna shrugged with an easy smile.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” George said with a small nod, turning his laptop so Nnenna could see the screen. Lines of code filled it, he was still practicing one of his majors, programming, in preparation for the exam that would start soon.

Linda?” Nnenna asked, her gaze sweeping across

her having to retake her first major’s exam are pretty high.” He sighed softly, genuine sympathy in

feeling,” Nnenna murmured, her voice quiet but thoughtful. Memories flickered, days when she hadn’t had the courage to stand up for herself, when she had been bullied even as a so called princess, and had to pretend to be less capable

and leaned back. “I just hope she gets here soon, or that first major won’t be

onto the stage, the hall’s

today’s exam session of the Omniora Academic Majors!” his voice

dignitaries that seemed to go on forever since more people came over to confirm the rumours of someone breaking a record. The students, used to the ritual, used the extra

no sign of Linda. As the introductions wound down, uneasy glances passed among her

of her attitude, failing a final exam was something no one wished even on an enemy. Having to repeat

exams, not even to search for

cold bench in the year six locker room, phone clutched so tight her fingers ached. The score on the screen uncovered with her connections stared back at her: fail. She had have to repeat the year. Six years of grinding,

distracted. If Nnenna hadn’t stolen his attention, I

wrong with my life,” Linda whispered, because the words sounded true and dangerous. Tears burned at the

her. Quiet. Close. “I

one sharp second she only saw a silhouette at first, not George, not anyone she expected, but then a familiar face came into view. The person stood right behind her with an easy stillness that made the locker

snapped, breath short. “How did you get

Did not smile. Nothing answered but the soft scrape of a shoe on tile and the slight catch of the air, enough to make Linda’s anger falter and leave a new, colder

me, a-aren’t you?” She still

sharp, mocking. “For a smart girl, you’re being really stupid right now. I just told you, she’s everything that’s wrong with my life as well, and you still think

off guard by

get it,”

cut her off, stepping closer. “Not everyone in this school

believe you,” Linda shot back. “Aren’t you

person interrupted coolly. “And right now, I can either waste time proving that to