- Novel-Eng
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- Love
- Sweet Love
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- Werewolf
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- Ecchi
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- Gender Bender
- Harem
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- Josei
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- Two-dimensional
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Vincent was genuinely surprised when Mirabella accepted his invitation, especially since she had coldly turned
him down just the day before. After a brief pause, he suggested. “It's about lunchtime. How about we head over
now?”
“Sure.” Mirabella nodded in agreement.
They both gave a quick nod to Mr. Hammond and Anthony and made their exit.
It wasn’t until the pair had gone that Mr. Hammond and Anthony snapped out of their daze. “When did Vincent
get so chummy with Mirabella?” Anthony stroked his chin thoughtfully. “Just the other day. | heard skids
saying Vincent challenged her right outside her classroom.”
Anthony paused for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly widened as a thought struck him. “You don’t think
they're secretly dating, do you?”
Campus tales of foes turning into lovers weren't uncommon, after all. That would be quite the
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scandal.
Mr. Hammond listened as Anthony's speculations grew wilder and couldn’t help but grimace, fixing his gaze on
Anthony's shiny dome, “Ever wonder how you-got that bald spot?”
Anthony instinctively rubbed his bald head, feeling unfairly targeted. How did a simple chat turn into a curse on
his receding hairline?
“Look, Vincent's eyes were clearly filled with admiration. You get it? Admiration!” Mr. Hammond shook his head
in disgust and walked away.
After walking a considerable distance, Mr. Hammond suddenly paused, feeling like he had forgotten something.
Shrugging it off, he squinted his eyes and decided not to dwell on it. heading towards the main gates of Prestige
College.
The cafeteria at Prestige College was spacious, with an inviting atmosphere, a wide array of dishes, and flavors
that could rival any downtown diner.
Mirabella had thought the canteen back at Parkside High School was top-notch, but sitting in Prestige College's
dining hall and sampling their fare was an eye-opener.
Vincent's cousin, Matthew, was a sophomore in the Physics Department, known for his academic prowess. He
was good-looking, with delicate features and a pair of black-framed glasses perched on his nose, and exuded a
warm and friendly vibe. He too had been following the competition and looked at Mirabella with evident respect.
After lunch, Matthew took Mirabella and Vincent on a tour around the Prestige College campus, sharing bits of
the institution’s history along the way.
Since the sprawling campus had several distinct areas, Matthew led them straight to his own
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department, the Physics Research Institute.
“By the way, Freshman Mirabella, what major do you plan to pursue?” Knowing she was bound to be a student at
Prestige College, Matthew casually addressed her as a freshman.
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After a moment's thought, Mirabella replied, “I’m leaning towards Biology, but Physics and Chemistry are also on
the table.”
Vincent was taken aback by her answer. With her clear strengths in Physics and Chemistry, it was unexpected
that she would opt for Biology.
Matthew adjusted his glasses and suggested, “Actually, the Physics Department isn’t a bad choice either. It's not
as monotonous as the Biology Department with its constant experiments. and data analysis.”
The Physics Department students were a rare breed in Prestige College, partly because their professors were
notoriously selective. But Matthew felt compelled to recruit such a talented prospect into his department,
especially when she was such an attractive girl.
Pausing briefly before Mirabella could respond, Matthew continued, “Con, lettake you guys to the lab
and show you around.”
Mirabella glanced at her watch and nodded, following Matthew's lead.
The lab was on the third floor of the institute. Arriving at the elevator, Matthew flashed his ID card hanging from
his neck, and with a soft ding, the doors slid open.