"Yara Chavez!"

"Come out here."

The lively classroom instantly went quiet.

As I looked up from my test prep, I saw the school bully, Nathaniel Foster, blocking the door.

Tall and handsome, with a rebellious look in his eyes, he carried a basketball everywhere, always drawing attention.

Not to mention, he had a special aura of wealth.

After all, several of the buildings in the school were donated by his family!

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lydia’s eyes brighten.

I set my pen down and walked slowly towards Nathaniel.

In the hallway, he tilted his chin up and asked, "Yara Chavez, what’s going on with you?"

"It’s been thirty-six days since school started, count them. How many times have you come to find me?"

"Not once!"

In the past, I liked him, so I was happy to revolve around him.

I always comforted him, made compromises, and ran to his classroom every time I had a break.

Nathaniel lowered his head slightly, a look of dissatisfaction on his face, his tone filled with a hint of unspoken grievance.

"Yara Chavez, am I still your boyfriend?"

"Of course." I nodded without hesitation.

Right now, yes. But not in the future.

He was going to fall for Lydia.

Nathaniel bounced the basketball in his hands.

He cleared his throat and, with a touch of restraint, invited, "Yara Chavez, I have a basketball game this afternoon. Are you coming?"

"I'm busy."

"I'm swamped with studying."

After being rejected twice in front of me, Nathaniel shot me a look and left without saying another word.

He had his pride.

I returned to the classroom, picked up my pen, and continued my studies.

Meanwhile, Lydia had some thoughts. Seeing that Nathaniel and I had an unpleasant exchange, she left her seat to follow him...

Let her chase!

When she wins his heart, I'll give them a special gift.

The student in front of me turned around, clicking his tongue in amazement. "Yari, you really are... a bookworm with no sense of romance."

I smiled but didn’t argue.

A man who is bound to change his heart and a prestigious school I’ve dreamed of for years—well, it’s obvious which one is more important.

In my past life, just as I was about to be admitted to my dream school, rumors of me bullying classmates spread.

Because of my tarnished reputation, I was removed from the list of students set to be admitted.

Then, right before the college entrance exams, my love life fell apart.

In a secluded corner of the school, I caught Nathaniel with Lydia, his head lowered as he kissed her against the wall.

Ha, what a coincidence. I just happened to see it!

Lydia really is ruthless, targeting my heart!

Losing my chance for a direct admission and then failing the exams—this was the script Lydia prepared for me in my past life.

This time, let me write the script for her!