Chris plotted for the first half of summer classes to get his hands on his own dorm room. 

With all the best apartments packed full for summer classes, Chris set a precedent by getting his own self attained single room that was meant for two.

Just as he gets ready to bathe in his glorious achievement, he meets Catherine in the elevator.

She was out of his league but he braved up and asked her out - only to get rejected.

He planned to forget about it for the rest of his life.
But fate had other plans.

Ow, that really did a number on me, well quite frankly that isn't the worse death I've had so far. And I have had quite a lot. I stared up at the ceiling of my room feeling slight pinches of pain from the impact of the Jeep. I jumped out of bed and made it up, then I saw my luggage, crap. I'm supposed to move into the dorm in a week and I was supposed to have left thirty minutes ago, well I haven't really given thought to college nor to when I am supposed to go. Ah, well this life I'll try to live normally, luckily this is my first time going to this certain college. Might as well give it a go. I packed extra things in and ran down, how could I forget this means I won't need to worry about my parents or my grades, and I mean that in a good way. I ran into the kitchen. My parents were arguing about what they wanted to give me as my going away present. Like always, but I knew what they wanted to give me. I kissed my father's cheek startling him, then I hugged my mother's form from behind her, she whirled around and nearly hooked me with the knife she used for cutting the bread. Wow, been there already done that so no thanks! I ducked back and fell on perpase.
"Oof! Mom, watch out!" The words tasted fiergn in my mouth but I said them nonetheless. My mother placed her hands in front of her mouth.
" I am so sorry, Ly, I thought...." She began but smiled as I got back onto my feet. I smiled right back and kissed her cheek.
" Mom, since you guys are done arguing can I have some more art supplies please, mine are up." I casually said as I took my car keys from the key hanger.
"Oh, of course we'll send some to your dorm room for you, love." My father said smiling superiorly at mother making her stick her tongue out.
" Thank you, guys love ya see you in the holidays again!" I said as quickly kissed them again and took my perse from the coffee table. I threw my jacket on and picked up my luggage after opening the door. After I had placed all of my belongings into the trunk I got into my car and ignited the engine. I wonder if I'd be lucky enough to be left alone. Nope focus or there will be another car accident in my list of death. Which would certainly be a lot of car accidents, what is it with people and car accidents? Ah no, no, no, focus. It took me a while but eventually, which is four days and thirty six minutes later I arrived at the dorm ground of the Evangeline University of Maryland.

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"Hmm, Irvine Lang is it...?" The university student in front of him took the invitation letter and ID card that Irvine had prepared beforehand as she tried to input his data to the computer.
 
When she'd heard his name the first time, the female student had felt that it was slightly familiar, a feeling that had caused her to space out a little at the start.
 
"Is there a problem?"
 
Seeing the unusual reaction, the senior male student next to her also came to approach and check on the situation.
 
"Nn, Not really, I just found his name somewhat familiar." She whispered in a lower voice so Irvine who was standing in front of them couldn't hear.
 
"Maybe he's a famous athlete, ours is a reputed university in many fields, there's bound to be a few well-known people coming here every year."
 
"Not that! You know me, I don't follow any kinds of sports."
 
"Well, still. Just process him first alright?"
 
"Right."
 
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"...There, it's done! And with that, I officially welcome you to Ravenville, freshman!"
 
"Thank you."
 
"Is it all over? Or is there still something else I should do?" Irvine thanked his would be seniors for their services before asking what to do next.
 
"You're welcome! We've assigned you to Building-19 for your dorm this year, all you need to do now is just to connect your student ID with the building and your room, the building manager on the first floor can help you with this."
 
"You see, the student ID is used for pretty much everything here in campus. They double as a key card to many of the accessible facilities, and you can also put money in it to pay for most things." The male student added a little more explanation on the ID's function.
 
"Oh, and here it is. Your student ID card." At the end, he took out a plate of plastic card fresh from the printer with Irvine's photo, name, year, and student number on it.
 
"You can take it to your dorm first. You need to put away your luggage before doing anything else right?"
 
"Yes. Once again, thanks very much for this." Irvine gave a light nod to his two seniors.
 
"No problem. We're already schoolmates here so good luck!"
 
Irvine promptly proceeded to walk away from the counter after receiving the card and the documents back.
 
As advised, he was planning to go check out his dorm room and walk around the campus for a while before going to the prearranged meeting with the Battle Arena team in the afternoon.
 
'My first destination is the dorm building. Where is it again, Building-19...'
 
Irvine took out a brochure-shaped map of the campus ground from his pocket. An indispensable item for any new students unfamiliar with the school.
 
'Hm, it's not that far... I could just run there from here--'
 
"AH!"
 
However, before he had the time to walk outside of the administration building, a loud yell was heard from the direction behind him.
 
At first, he thought it was from the senior student back at the counter. But when he turned around, he saw that a moustached man in a suit was looking at him anxiously.
 
Following the shout, the man walked quickly to his side as he put out his hand for a shake.
 
"Mister Lang! Very sorry I'm late, I'm supposed to be showing you around the campus after you've finished the registration!"
 
"Ah, don't worry about it. I don't think there's any need to--"
 
"No no! I insist! This is the least we could do since you've decided to come to our humble university. Hahaha!"
 
"Well--"
 
"The name's Robert, but you can just call me Bob! No need for honorifics, I'm one of the university's staff in charge of handling the student athletes here in Ravenville."
 
"...Nice to meet you Bob."
 
"Now, let me take you to your dorm first before we go around the rest of the campus. I'll introduce you to all the important facilities until the afternoon when you're supposed to have your gathering with the team. Shall we go with my car?"
 
The whole time, Irvine hadn't been able to get a word in edgewise with the man. He ended up getting dragged outside by him following Bob's own pace.
 
After the moustached man, Bob, successfully pushed Irvine out the glass door, he gave a quick sharp glance back at the direction of the two university students who had processed Irvine's registration previously.
 
The glint in his eyes gave chills to the female student at the counter.
 
"...Oh no!" She suddenly shouted.
 
"What was that?"
 
"I-I think I remembered where I've heard the name... During the briefing yesterday, the teachers have given me a list of people to notify them about if and when any of them come to register."
 
"...And that Irvine Lang just now is on the list?"
 
*nod*
 
"I was supposed to share the list with you too, but the morning turned out to be rather hectic and-- Oh god..."
 
"..."
 
"W, why don't we first make sure that there's no other people on the list from the ones we have processed!"
 
"I'm dead... I hope the school won't take away my extra credits for this."
 
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Just as the map had shown him, Irvine's drive with Bob to his dormitory building was relatively short from the administration hall.
 
Instead of partitioning the dorm based on the students' status, Ravenville University put the students of the same faculty or major in the same area block. This had been the way ever since the school's establishment.
 
For Irvine himself, it meant that unless there were other Arena student athletes with the same major as him. It was not very likely to meet another invited players around at least during this period of time.
 
All the rooms in Ravenville were 2-person bedrooms with shared indoor bathroom space and a small cozy living area with a compact dining table at its center.
 
All in all, the design was actually quite luxurious if compared to other colleges that had up to 4 people crammed together in a room.
 
*beep* *click*
 
In front of a room with his name on the plate, Irvine swiped his student card on the sensor lock, making the light on the door handle to turn green allowing him access inside.
 
"Wow."
 
"What do you think?" Bob stood behind him on the hallway and asked with a smile.
 
"Very spacious for a 2-person dorm, I think I'll like it here." Irvine replied politely to the question.
 
"You say that now, but you probably won't be here past your 1st year Mister Lang."
 
"Hm, why is that?"
 
"I've pointed out to you our Arena training field and stadium just now right? The one we drove by?"
 
"Yes."
 
"Did you see the mansion-like building on the side of the stadium too? The one that looked like a private villa?"
 
"..." Irvine seemed to vaguely remember the building that Bob was describing,
 
"Are you saying the Arena team members get to live there?"
 
"Haha, no of course not. Though it looks like that, the place is our Ravenville Illusions athletic facility. The interior was filled with cutting edge technology to both train and maintain one's health." He explained,
 
"From restoration pods, to cryo chambers and saunas, the place have everything an Arena athlete would need."
 
"Like a gym then, so why did you say I won't live here past my freshman year?"
 
"Well it's not JUST training facilities. The building provides many entertainments such as game room, snack bars, and cafeteria. Most importantly, all the 1st string players in the roster are allowed to spend the night and live there during the season. Which is what usually happens."
 
"And considering your title as a Starseed Mister Lang, I just think that by this time next year or even next semester, you'll most likely be part of that same list of players!"
 
'Next year?'
 
"I'm planning to play in the Warrior Crown this year though..." He replied honestly.
 
"..." Bob turned silent for a while at his statement.
 
Not only was Irvine planning to become a 1st string, he's also planning to enter the Crown Tournament as a starter.
 
"Hoho, that'd be something! I guess you can try that too, but."
 
"...I think you'll find that our 1st string players are not so easily replaceable by the freshmen even if it's someone who already got their genes modified like you Mister Lang."
 
What he'd said was not mere provocation because it's true that there're a lot of sophomores who had gone through Gene Mod but stayed in the 2nd string.
 
Even though Bob was not someone who's specifically in charge of Battle Arena student athletes, with how Ravenville was most well-known for that one sport, the entirety of the university paid much attention to the Arena team's development.
 
The staffs, teachers, and even many of the students here were all fans of the Ravenville Illusions just like the citizens of Zeta City were more likely to be fans of the Zeta Androids.
 
"Of course I'd expect nothing less from the top players in college Arena, but. As a player, I should also aim high for myself, shouldn't I?"
 
"...That's true!" Bob laughed at Irvine's answer,
 
"Then I truly look forward to the time where I can see you on the field with our official uniform on. Hopefully bringing victories our way!"
 
"That's the plan. I'll try my best to live up to it."
 
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Irvine's room was on the 4th floor of Building-19.
 
Since there're rarely anyone else on campus who'd been back this early for the new academic year, after inspecting the room a little more and putting away his luggage on his preferred bed, Irvine also left the room to continue the rest of his tour with Bob.
 
From classroom buildings to stores and parks, he drove together in the car seeing the whole area of the campus instead of just the Arena's training field like the last time he'd come by himself.
 
The guided explanation that came with being driven around the many different green scenery of the prestigious university was a very enjoyable experience for Irvine.
 
Plus, there's also the fact that with Bob around, he had covered more ground in a short amount of time that he wouldn't be able to if he was walking around by himself.
 
The area that covered the whole of Ravenville University was huge, to the point that there were free campus buses that circled the premises regularly for students without any means of transport inside.
 
Irvine himself personally thought that he'd rather get a bike after saving some money so that he could get a little exercise in between commutes.
 
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Closing in on the afternoon.
 
Inside a wide and futuristic-looking locker room with warm lighting, various parts of black, white, and grey exosuits were hung on each of the racks that were a part of the private lockers.
 
Each locker consisted of an equipment rack that took up a large part of the mid-section, the drawers on the left-right and top side of it, and the low seat on the bottom for the player to sit and prepare during briefings.
 
Aside from the locker attached to the room walls, the center area of the room was also filled with rows of padded benches stacked together.
 
Inside this wide empty room, presently there were a few people sitting around and watching a certain video on the wall-mounted large screen TV on one side of the wall.
 
*BUZZ*
 
The hustles and bustles from inside the television were spreading outwardly, filling the whole room with many different topics and discussions.
 
"Goddamn, Adrian Crowe is freaking crazy!" A man with a pair of sharp and slanted eyes commented while munching on snacks in his mouth as he kept watching the match on TV.
 
Currently it was showing the replay of a last-minute saving play performed by the Sigma Conqueror's Ace Fielder.
 
"You know, there're some rumours before that he's coming to play for the Androids." One of the people beside him responded with his own news that he'd heard from somewhere else.
 
"Ah, I heard that too. But the trades and transfers season's over now, if he's coming it could only happen next year."
 
"Hng..." The guy with slanted eyes let out a little groan in response before speaking his own thoughts to the others,
 
"I don't think he's ever going to leave the Conquerors."
 
"Oh, why's that?"
 
"Just my own analysis... If he really does leave by himself, he might not be as great as he is now." He answered.
 
"Well, if you're the one saying it, Clint..."
 
"By the way, where's the captain? Is he registering?"
 
"Old students like us register online idiot."
 
*CLICK*
 
Their casual bicker quickly ended when they heard the door to their locker room being turned open from the outside.
 
*swing*
 
Two silhouettes came in through the open door.
 
As they walked, the two people were instantly noticed by the rest of the players in the room.
 
"Oho, here comes our 2 new star players!" The guy with the sharp and slanted eyes called Clint greeted the oncoming figures from his seat.
 
"It's the pre-season, you guys coming up to the 1st string right...?"
 
"Wallace, Clayton."
 
On the back, the dark-skinned Derrick and bulky Greg slowly walked forward to approach their seniors.
 
"I'm planning to. These 2 weeks will be the final sprint for that." Derrick replied honestly.
 
"How's your new Ability? Adapting well?" Clint grinned.
 
"Yes."
 
"What about you fatty?"
 
"Where do you even see fat in this magnificent body of mine?" Greg felt offended at his remark and showed his bulging muscles even more.
 
"Uwah... Please don't say or do stuff like that, I think I'm gonna hurl."
 
"What are you watching?" Derrick changed the subject with a wry smile.
 
"It's the OPL pre-season friendly match." One of the guys in the room answered.
 
"Oh! The all-star match!"
 
The OPL pre-season match were widely known as the all-star match, where all the notable pro players from the previous season were called out to play against each other.
 
The players invited were all coming from different teams, so the friendly match was hosted using the random draw format between each position to create an impromptu team of all-star players facing each other.
 
It was less of a serious match and more like a service for the fans.
 
"But what about the new recruits? They're coming in shortly and the 3rd years are in charge right?" 
 
"Yeap. We'll take care of them just like how the Captain and the others took care of you guys last year."
 
"..."
 
"By the way Wallace, do you know someone named Irvine Lang from the License Exam?"
 
"Hm? Of course! He's the--"
 
"4th Starseed. I know."
 
"But why are you asking suddenly--" Before he could complete his sentence, an idea started to form inside Derrick's head,
 
"D, don't tell me..."
 
Clint's smile got even wider at this point with his eyes turned into a slit, "Hmhmm, It won't be long before our Ravenville could take the Silver Crown that's for sure."
 
Clint had already seen Irvine's video on the License Exam and were very interested in his playstyle.
 
'That guy's coming to Ravenville!? ...Such coincidence.' Derrick could still remember his performance during the Practical Exam a couple months back.
 
Of course, he knew that the coincidence was only from his point of view because Irvine was one of the very few people titled as a Starseed this year.
 
The other side was probably choosing a college in Zeta City for his own personal reason.

Inspired by the previous era's Multiplayer Online Battle Arena (MOBA) games, a new Sport was born!

As humanity reached the age of space exploration and [Genetic Modification], the sport of competitive team fighting experience known simply as "Battle Arena" rose to prominence!

Irvine Lang was an older and retired pro player of Battle Arena.

Being a mediocre player throughout his whole career, his retirement life was tinged with regrets over many things.

Lost matches.

Broken relationships.

Unreachable top.

With the hope of entering the pro scene for one last chance at glory, he decided to volunteer for a genetic experimental drug trial that's been said to be able to rejuvenate the recipients to their peak state.

Unexpectedly, the trial ended up giving him more than just a simple rejuvenation as it brought him back to his teenage years!

"This...!"

Follow Irvine as he relived his youth to erase his past regrets and become a top player in Battle Arena!

Sport School, President's office.
Principal Lü did not look happy. He was dissatisfied with the results of the qualifying test.
40% of students from the sports school training program had passed the test, compared to the 30% passing rate of other high schools. Such results indicated that the sports school had a more advanced training system than the other schools. However, this "advantage" was only data. It didn't help much with the fierce college entrance competition.
In Yuzhou City, there were about one thousand graduates per high school every year. Out of these one thousand students, only thirty or forty were qualified as sports talent. Therefore, the 10% increase of the passing rate meant three or four more students would pass the qualifying test, and be offered with some advantages during the college entrance exam. But the increase of these three or four more students out of one thousand wouldn't make much of a difference in improving the college acceptance rate of the school.
The crucial factor was not the 10% passing rate, but the two admissions for independent recruitment. Sports talent students with this admission could be regarded as having a test-free entrance to college. This advertisement sounded way better than the "high attainment rate."
Consider this: a special secondary school has cultivated test-free college students. Isn't that nice? Even though getting college admissions sounded like a vanity project, it could polish Principal Lü's resume. He had only held the position for two years, and was really in need of some achievements to consolidate his power and enhance his reputation. According to Lü's original estimate, the school could have at least gotten one admission, maybe even two of them, but the cruel fact was that they had gotten none. In other words, Principal Lü hadn't achieved anything.
Feeling defeated, Principal Lü inquired into who had received those two admissions. The answer was a bitter pill to swallow. The two admissions were taken by a coach's two students, and that coach, Dai Li, was once an assistant coach in Lü's sport school, but was later fired.
If Dai Li had quit his job, Lü could find an excuse for himself that Dai Li looked down upon the sports school. But Li had been fired. It looked like the sports school had created a strong opponent themselves. They had shot themselves in the foot.
Principal Lü was unhappy. He immediately called the Personnel Sectional Chief into his office for the ins and outs. Standing in front of the president, the man looked aggrieved.
"Principal Lü, it was not my idea to fire Dai Li," the Personnel Sectional Chief tried to explain.
"It wasn't you? Then tell me, who else could do that? YOU are the chief of personnel!" Principal Lü sounded even more serious.
The chief hesitated. He noticed that Principal Lü was about to flare up. To keep himself safe, he told the truth. "It was Director Zhao from the training department who wanted to fire Dai Li. He said that Dai Li was too good to be in our school. That was why he fired Li."
Lü looked forbidding. What a bad excuse Zhao had found! Even a child would not have believed that. Lü could sense that there might be some private resentment between Zhao and Li. Zhao was using his power to satisfy a personal grudge. Principal Lü could bear Zhao's abuse of his own power, but what he couldn't stand at all was Zhao's damage to the school, let alone the huge loss of his achievements.
Lü then said with a cold voice, "You are in charge of personnel. If there is anything wrong, you report it directly to me. Don't follow other people's commands."
"Principal Lü, people had been saying that Director Zhao would take our retired vice-president's position and would be the future vice-president. That's why I listened to Zhao's command, I did not want to reject him." The chief shifted all the responsibilities of the decision to Director Zhao in order to keep himself free from punishment.
"He wants to be the new vice-president? Humph!" Principal Lü ended the conversation with a snort.
The chief shrunk. It looked like Director Zhao had just lost his superior's support. Zhao was going to have a hard time.
...
While the conversation between the chief and Principal Lü was taking place, Dai Li was on a train to Qingcheng City.
Haiyang Chen, Qingliang Xu, and all the other students were still on his training list, but once they couldn't receive Li's continuous training, they would automatically be cleaned out from the System. This meant that they would not be able to enjoy the benefits of the explosive force halo anymore, but Li didn't care. The students' training goal was to obtain a second-level athlete qualifying certificate, and now all of them had gotten it. Li had finished his job. He got paid to train them, and without further payment, they shouldn't expect him to help them forever.
If one was not aiming to be a professional athlete, the explosive force halo was not very useful. People who chose to be sports talent students were actually looking for an easier way to enter college rather than dreaming of being professional athletes. The certificate they had just gotten could speed up the process and help them pass the big, life-determining exam.
As for the special test the students were required to take before they got admitted to college, as long as they passed the fractional line they would be recruited. Li believed in his students. They could make it even without the halo.
Between Haiyang Chen and Qingliang Xu, one had C+ level talent, while the other had C level. Those two had the potential to become professional sprinters. But to become a qualified athlete, what they really needed was a combination of their talents and a lot of effort rather than a halo. In fact, soon after they finished the qualifying test, Li was no longer their coach. They were passerbys in each other's life. It was time to say goodbye.
...
Qingcheng City was not only a capital city, but a port city as well. Due to its resource advantages, Qingcheng City was economically developed. It was a leading city among second-tier cities, and was about to be in the first-tier. 
As a big city, Qingcheng City had a well-developed sports industry. For physical education, in addition to the Provincial Sport University and the sports school, it had a special ping-pong training school, a basketball training school, and a soccer school, which was rarely seen elsewhere. As for commercial sports, it had a professional basketball team, which was eligible for A-level league matches; it also owned two professional soccer teams for domestic super league matches and First Division.
This city provided a nice opportunity for a coach's future development, but for a newbie like Dai Li, working experience was more important. At the end of the one-month probation after signing a one-year contract, Dai Li became a permanent employee in the Provincial Sport University.
Qingcheng City had a higher living standard than Yuzhou City, but it also offered a higher income. Dai Li spent most of his time on campus. He usually ate at the school canteen, which served cheaper food than the food in off-campus restaurants. He also lived in a 4-bed postgraduate dorm. It was way better than the dorm he lived in when he was in college. As an employee under contract, he was not qualified to live in a single room dormitory like the teachers, but he was satisfied. Dai Li had only left college a few months ago, yet he felt like he had time traveled back to his college days, living in a dorm, eating at a canteen, in and out of classes on time, and playing computer games or chatting with his roommates in his spare time.
As an assistant coach, Li's job was simple. Coach Chen would give him weekly training plans beforehand, then Li was the one who actually trained the athletes. Things like guiding stretch exercises and strength training was also Li's work. Coach Chen was too busy to take care of every athlete, so he only offered crucial guidance occasionally.
Dai Li owned the training System, so it was no wonder why his training was more effective than the other assistant coaches. As time went by, Coach Chen approved of his training, and Chen was willing to offer Li more training tasks.
Dai Li was eager to participate in training as much as possible. In the Provincial Sport University he was able to train some professional athletes who could bring him much more empirical value than high school students. Thanks to these professionals, Li's empirical value had been increasing rapidly. Within only three months, he had obtained the 3,000 points of experience he needed.
Finally, Dai Li had reached the senior phase of third-rate coach.


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

Sabine can barely recall the dream anymore but the feel of the cool skin against her lips still lingered. 
Having fully woken up she shook her head as if to clear it and envisioned the list of things to be done for the day. Her long black hair all messed up and not even running her fingers through would tame it down. Sigh! No conditioner has ever fully solved this mystery head of hair! 
As a college student, Sabine had classes to attend to and as a student organization member, by the end of the day she had theatre rehearsals. 
Their drop-script run is in three weeks and she still had to run through the blockings on the script for the whole cast. She is the stage manager after all. 
Being a newbie in the theatre group, this was her first time to manage the stage. She has to work closely with the Production Manager, Assistant Director and the Director then relay the details to cast and crew. 
From actors' blockings to stage props and set design, Sabine has to be on top of it all. Not to mention that she is also assigned as understudy for three characters of the play just in case something unforeseen happens during their run next month. 
Yes there are times she wonders if she is a student at all! But three majors and four minors are scheduled today. Not to mention all her major subjects would have either oral or practical tests, her hands are quite full and any doubts about her being a student is immediately gone. 
So get up and get ready she tells herself. Occupying the lower bunk at the dorm she shares with her best friend Anna, she stood up and noticed Anna has already fixed her bed and left for the day. 
"Figures." She tells herself. Between her and Anna, Anna is the morning person. Anna always comes to school at least thirty minutes before her first class schedule. And as much as Anna wished to rub this habit off to Sabine, she couldn't. 
Sabine loved sleep. She wants to maximize all possible sleep time with just that. Sleep. And so she kicks herself off her bunk at the latest possible second to start her day. 
And start it did. 
She got readied and left the dorm carrying everything she needs for the day; from class to rehearsals including lecture notes and stage sketches. Everything. Thus her backpack made her look like she is ready for a three-day hike. 
"I need a locker." she thinks to herself. Then mutters, "oh yeah right. I can't afford it!" in campus, lockers are optional. If you want one, you'll have to pay a monthly fee to use it and you have to provide your own padlock. 
And so the backpack. 
Coming in the campus was easy as the dorm was just a 10-minute jeep ride away. Some even say they walk to and from school. But Sabine would not have that. If she did she'd be late and quite possibly get sore shoulders even before attending classes. 
Three minutes before the first period bell rings. "It is already promising to be a good day today!" she thinks to herself. 
Still, a group of students crowding over the bulletin board caught her attention. She was about to approach when a classmate from their room yelled "Sabine! Over here!"
That is Michelle. All five-feet three inches jumps up from her seat waving at Sabine to come in. "It's almost time! You need to take a look at this... " she said showing her their report outline. "remember, all you need is to follow the outline in the discussion later. The rest of the team will assist you with the projector. " 
"Wow! Could I at least put by bag down first?" Sabine said while rolling her eyes to the ceiling. 
"Sorry! Of course you should. Here, I saved you a seat." Michelle said as she motioned towards an armchair in front if her. A pen and paper on its desk to show someone has already chosen to sit there. 
"Nice. " breathed Sabine. "Thanks!"
"You're welcome! " smiled Michelle. 
"Say Michelle.. "
"Yeah? "
"What's the announcement at the bulletin there that has gotten people afrenzy?"
"Oh that? Just that students from different programs are being selected to be part of a peer-tutoring program." Michelle said. "Come to think of it, you might get selected Sabine! With all your extra curricular activities, it is a wonder you still maintain a Dean's List average. Our professors have never said anything about your studies getting affected by the stage productions because you still kept up despite everything."
"I don't know if I'll have enough room on my plate for another responsibility." Sabine mused. 
"Well as someone who has been a blockmate for four semesters and two summers, I have yet to see you say no to a task. You're the Yes Girl!" Michelle cheered. 
"Somehow in a different context, that title cannot be heard as wholesome!" Sabine laughed. 
Whatever Michelle had to say was muffled out as the instructor for the first period, Miss A, has entered the room. Thus the class begun. 
All groups scheduled to present their report were able to deliver. Sabine and her team were commended for their teamwork. Each member did their part... or so it appeared to Miss A. Michelle did the "network", Sabine led the discussion and their two other group mates, Trish and Von,  assisted in the visual aids and the question and answer part of the report. Although most of the research was done by Michelle, both she and Sabine agreed to make it clear to the group that they need to pull their own weight come presentation time. ...or else! And it worked. 
Trish and Von thanked them both and Sabine said thanks to them it all went smoothly as well. 
Sabine was packing her bag up when Miss A called class attention. "All right! In two weeks, Midterms is coming up".
Class groans in unison and some shifted in their seats uneasily. 
"Yes, yes. It is another term pertaining to sufferweek... I know."
Soft chuckles heard in class. 
"This is also why we formed a team of peer tutors to help out students having difficulty in certain subjects. A team of students will be called later today and we will post their names before the day ends. These students will be assigned a subject forte, and those who have trouble with those subjects can be assisted by these peer-tutors. "
Class had varied reactions and one student asked 
"are the peer tutors cute? " and some students burst out laughing. 
"while aesthetics is something you need not to be concerned about mr. cruz, beauty is actually in the eyes of the beholder."
"they are smart but ugly then? hahah!" feeling that he was on a humorous roll he high fived one of his buds who shared the shallow joke. 
"you are hopeless Mr. Cruz!" Miss A said. "All right, class dismissed!"
Walking at the hallway, Michelle said "Does that mean the peer tutors have a choice to participate? they said they would call the team first before posting their names."
"maybe. They have to accept the program first right? If it were me, I'd want to be asked first too before telling the whole student body that I am assigned to tutor. Besides, they also have to consider the student tutors' availability right?"
"right Sabine. I agree."  
Almost as Michelle predicted, a student representative came in third period and asked for Sabine to report to the Faculty Conference Room. Sabine's stomach was growling in protest. 
"oh! I'm so hungry. Could I grab lunch first?" Sabine asked. 
"everyone is being called now. i believe this won't take more than thirty minutes." the student representative said. 
"I don't think I'd still be coherent in fifteen!" Sabine moaned while rubbing her protesting stomach. 
"if it is any consolation there will be light snacks during the meeting. " he said. 
"really?! why didn't you say so? let's go!" Nothing beats free! Sabine thinks to herself! 
Upon entering the Faculty Room, Sabine greeted everyone as she made her way to the conference room. 
as she approached,  she caught a whiff of coffee aroma and immediately led her gaze to the coffee station. There were packets of instant coffee, milk, chocolate drink and tea. A thermos is plugged near the spread for hot water and cups were lined up beside it. A selection of presentable biscuits were also arranged on trays. Yey! Sabine thought. I won't starve through this meeting! 
She proceeded making instant mocha latte for herself and picked up cookies to dunk into it before finding herself a seat. 
As she scanned the conference table she spotted Anna! "Anna!" Sabine almost yelled. 
Anna already has her milk and coffee sans biscuits in front of her but was reading a two-page handout. She looked up and smiled at Sabine.. "Sab! You're here too! I knew it! What's your assigned subject?"
Still holding her mocha latte, Sabine smiled and sat herself to Anna's right. Leaning to her left, she whispers to Anna "I don't know yet. Heheh! I'm here for the snacks!" Sabine said. 
To that,  Anna just giggled adorably. 
They were laughing in their own world when a boy's voice broke it up asking "Ehem!  This seat taken?"
Sabine answers before looking up,  "no,  nope." Waving her right hand to him then as she looks up she stops short.
Her hand in midair she looked straight at him. He stares back. 
"S-so can I?" he asks. 
"Can you what?" she blinks. Her hand still quite posed. 
"Can I sit here? " he clarifies, a smile lurking in his eyes. "My name's Migs." Looking at her hand still hanging and her still staring, Migs just took her hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you. ...er..? "
"Sabine! her name is Sabine. " Anna said internally laughing at the hilarious scene she just witnessed. Sabine could take her theatrical flair absolutely anywhere.
"yeah,  yes!" Sabine finally finding her voice. "And she is Anna." Waving her left hand to introduce her friend while still shaking Migs' hand slightly forcibly. 
THAT IS HIM. THIS IS HE! All the while shaking his hand and as she looked down she sees their hands still shaking she suddenly let go. "Yes!... uhm I'm sorry! heheh! Have a seat. Yeah! uhm," As if looking for some excuse she thought of the drink in front of her and held onto the cup. "Lack of coffee does this to me. eheheh! "
Thankfully before things get more awkward, the meeting began.

"Mila," a girl's voice says, shaking me as I slap the hand that was on my shoulder away. 

"Five more minutes," I say.

"You said that ten minutes ago," the girl's voice replied, ripping my blanket away from me. 

The morning chill hit my legs immediately trailing up my body until it reached my sleep hazed brain and I immediately sat up, making a grab for my blanket. 

Elizabeth Saunders stood smug in front of me, with my blanket in her hands. I made an attempt to grab it but to no avail, she kept my warm and comfy blanket a foot away from me. "Time to get up, we gotta head to school," she said with a teasing smile on her face. 

I pouted at her, extending my hand and she shakes her head. "Go change first and then I'll think about handing your blanket back," she says, walking out of my room with my prized possession within her grasp. 

I frown, making a face at the closed door. Sliding off the bed, I head to the blanket and grab a random set of clothing with me. I quickly do my business and change into the shirt and shorts I grabbed. The white shirt with the dark blue cut off shorts weren't a terrible pick. Next, I tie my hair into a sloppy bun and swipe some random moisturizing lip balm on my lips. 

I headed downstairs, slapping a fake smile on my face to give off the appearance that I was fully awake, but internally I was ready to pass out at any moment now. "Ah, here is the most exhausting girl in the world," Elizabeth says, tossing my blanket at me. She resumed cooking breakfast as I took a seat, and folded my blanket before placing it on a chair next to me. 

I let out an absent minded yawn, "What are you making?"

"Pancakes," she says, twirling the spatula in her hand, "With some blueberry- peach compote. A side of apple chicken sausage, turkey bacon, and some orange cream scones."

I blink, trying to take in all the exoctic and unfamiliar sounding food items after 'pancakes.' 

"That sounds great," I say, as she starts putting plates on the table. 

The sight of the finished pancakes activated my mouth-watering skill, which always irritates Elizabeth. Wiping my mouth, I help her set the rest of the plates. Elizabeth, unlike me, knew what she wanted to do with her life. As one could tell, she was a culinary food major while I was still undecided. Being a freshman in college, it wasn't that terrible and unfortunate to have no declared major, but it will be challenging to have no major by junior year. 

"This smells seriously good," I compliment as I take a whiff of all the food together, "Thank you for breakfast."

She nods, "Of course, as long as you keep your promise to stay away from cooking in the kitchen, I'll provide us with some decent food."

My smile slightly wavers as a hint of irritation takes over. Okay, so what if I couldn't cook. So what if the last time I tried to make us a meal, I broke the oven and blew up the microwave. I didn't know you were supposed to take aluminum foil off the plate I was trying to heat up. And it wasn't my fault that nobody told me you had to dry a whole turkey before sticking it in the oven. From that point on, we made a pact or rather Elizabeth forced me to promise to never touch the kitchen. In her own words, I "deflowered" the innocent kitchen and left a huge mess behind. 

I grab about everything I see onto my plate and begin to shove my face with food. Elizabeth cleared her throat, visibly disgusted at my eating style, "Are you excited for school?" 

I nearly choked and grab the nearby mango juice to help wash my food down, "Excited? Nope, I'm never excited about school." 

"A shame, since you actually do well academically," she comments, elegantly eating her food in contrast to my barbaric eating style. 

"Only because I feel like I've learned about everything the professors taught already, so it's like muscle memory," I say, shrugging.

"Or because it's because you have a photographic memory. Do you know how lucky you are to have that?" Elizabeth says sighing, "While I'm barely passing my classes, the only one I haven't failed is Culinary History which I actually am interested in." 

"I could always tutor you if you want," I suggest, eating another pancake. 

"No way!" she says, "Last time you so called tutored me, you threw out a kitchen utensil for every answer I got wrong. Half the kitchen was in the garbage by the time we were done."

I try to remember that day, "Oh yeah. I forgot about that."

"Anywho, we have a speaker in class today. So that means no homework, thank goodness," Elizabeth says thankful, and takes a sip of her tea. 

"Yay," I say indifferently, eating another scone. Elizabeth checks her stainless steel watch for the time.

"We should probably leave now, or we'll miss the campus bus," Elizabeth says, standing up.

If someone looked upon our relationship, they would probably have no idea why we were roommates. Elizabeth dressed to impress with her fancy silk shirt, medium length skirt, and matching blazer. She was a green-eyed and blonde beauty (at least that's what the guys who've liked her called her). In contrast, I had unmanageable brown hair, that looked slightly copper if it's in the sun too long and dull brown eyes. I wore a shirt and shorts, and barely looked like a proper college student in comparison to Elizabeth. 

However, our friendship stemmed from middle school where both of us joined the school's astronomy club, and the rest was history. 

"Earth to Mila, are you done with your plate?" Elizabeth points to my plate and I silently hand it to her and she dumps our plates in the sink. I help wrap up the rest of the food. 

We both slip our bags on and Elizabeth links arms with me, "I have a feeling today is gonna be a good day."

I nod, giving her a tortured smile as she pulls me to the direction of the bus stop. The campus bus was always prompt, which was surprising because city buses usually never took the time in consideration. Right on the dot, the campus bus pulled in at 8am, and the students including Elizabeth and I got on. A simple ID check was our "metrocard" to get admission to the bus; it had after all one stop which was our college campus. 

The thirty minute ride was always pretty peaceful as the student stayed silent and did their homework or continued to sleep. I was part of the sleep group and I knocked out once the bus doors closed, so the ride was extremely uneventful. Once the bus pulled into our campus, I was jolted awake as Elizabeth nudged me awake. River College was pretty prestigious itself with a big campus that was in the center of a thriving metropolis, and was basically the only thing out of place in the neighborhood. There were many houses that were close to the college, so a lot of local people applied to the college. However, the school is pretty selective and only 40 people of the 500 that applied got in. 

"Mila, look at that," Elizabeth points to the left of me. 

I look to where her finger was pointed and was surprised at the amount of students gathered around the school's study hall. Like literally, people's faces were pressed against the glass wall separating the inside and outside. 

"Weird," I remarked, as I headed toward my first class of the day.

"Do you think we should check it out?" Elizabeth asks. 

"Nah, I think it might be some sale on some food thing. You know how the sale for ramen ended that one time," I say, waving my hand in dismissal. 

"Okay," she says, and we head to our first class. 

Being one of the early people, we take our seats. Our freshman schedule was pretty much identical to each other, since the schedules were mandatory and blocked. 

"What do you think the guest speaker is going to talk about?" Elizabeth asks, curious. 

"Dunno, possible majors or internships?" I say. 

"Maybe, I hope they bring up a culinary scholarship or something. I would totally sign up for that," she says excited. 

More people started to trickle in, and the conversation among them seemed more livelier than usual. "Did you see them?" a girl whispered.

"Yeah, I did. They are so hot," another girl gushes. 

"I like the one with the multicolored eyes, that's so rare," another girl joins in.

Is there a new K-pop group or something?

"They seem to be the same age as us," the first girl says.

"I hope they are transfer or maybe exchange students," the second girl answered. Then the three girls laughed and started to talk more about these mysterious guys that were "hot." 

"Did you hear that?" Elizabeth whispered to me. 

I nod, "New possible K-pop, transfer or exchange students."

"Oh my gosh, wouldn't that be exciting to have new students. There hasn't been a transfer student in ages," she comments, just as our wonderful professor strolled in. 

Despite his nice appearance, and the brand name coffee in his hand, his face contradicted his appearance. A permanent scowl was implanted on his face, and his sturdy yet bulky briefcase was basically thrown on his desk. He set his coffee down delicately before turning his back to us, and wrote something on the board in a quick fashion that allowed everyone to hear the exasperated squeaking of the tormented chalk piece. 

"Peasants, err I mean students please welcome our presenters, Malcolm something and Erik forgot-his-last-name who have come to talk to you about something important," the professor says disinterested as he settled in his seat, and placed a textbook in front of him. However, we all knew he was just going to be on his phone the entire time to try his infinite time on some adult dating app. 

Two guys came in and immediately a lot of the girls were chattering among themselves and giving each other knowing glances. I looked at their weird behavior, and eyed Elizabeth who was in awe. "Good morning, my name's Malcolm. I'm from the internship program at Nightingale Academy," Malcolm introduces himself with a wave. Malcolm looked like an easy going guy with green eyes and dark hair, his clothes wasn't so fancy but just a light shirt and matching jeans. In all, he wasn't that unfortunate looking.

"Good morning to you all, my name is Erik. It's a pleasure to meet you all," Erik says, "My associate, Malcolm will be passing around some flyers for our internship. We are excited for interested members to help better the society and be a participant in doing so. Please look at the requirements thoroughly." Unlike Malcolm which gave off friendly guy vibes, Erik was the complete opposite and it seemed to know it. But at the same time, he didn't seem to give a damn. His hair was gelled yet his presence seemed to emit a dangerous vibe which interested many of the girl who held to each word that he spoke. His dark eyes matched his equally dark hair. He wore all black attire, and he seemed too pale for a city boy. 

Chatter began again, but with more noise and the professor seemed to get more agitated by the second. "Shaddup losers," he yells and the classroom goes dead silent. Malcolm, with a war smile, clears his throat and begins to talk again, "Well, our internship as can be seen is for the rest of your college years. This means you have to balance the expected mandatory requirements of River College along the expectation of Nightingale Academy."

"Of course, accepted students will get the chance to stay in out dorms in the majestic setting of the forest and the infamous Elder Library. This program does require commitment and to do so pays as well. For students on board and committed, involving participation, they will be paid for their hard work," he continues, "For every day a student actively participates in the program, they will be paid $500 per day, excluding weekends. Now, Erik will explain the requirements and the objectives of the internship."

"The requirements of the internship are quite simple. You need to be an active student, attend River College, College freshman, 3.0 GPA, and have a lively or unique personality," Erik says with a charming smile, "In addition, it is mandatory to attend the group interviews so the rest of our scout group can get to know you. Questions?"

A girl raised her hand, "Umm will we be seeing you two if we get accepted?" 

Erik smirks, "Of course, dear, we are after all teacher assistants. If you're new at the academy, you'll have to take one of our mandatory starter classes."

A guy raises his hand, "Do you accept guys?"

Malcolm chuckles, "Everyone is welcome as long as they abide by the requirements."

"Hey, Mila, ask them what's the scout group?" Elizabeth whispers to me.

"Why? I'm not interested in applying though," I whisper back.

"Please," she pleads, "I'll do the chores for three months."

"Deal," I say, quickly raising my hand.

Erik nods for me to speak, a smile forming on his face. "What's the scout group? You mentioned it before," I asked plainly. 

"Well, aren't you inquisitive, my dear. It simply means that there select students who are internship that exceed the standards that was placed on us and thus, we also take on the responsibility to find others who want to join the internship," he responds, "Are you planning to apply, my dear?"

I shake my head firmly, "Nope, just asking for a friend."

Some girls to look at me disapprovingly, but I shrug, "I think I might be too busy to take on the internship." 

"Well, that's too bad," Erik says, "You would probably make an exceptional candidate."

"Any other questions before I explain the goals on the internship?" Malcolm cuts in, sending a quick frown at Erik who keeps smiling my way. Talk about creep. 

Nobody raises their hand, so Malcolm continues to talk, "Our goal is to basically help society through various experimentation and understanding of all kinds of things, whether it be a myth or reality. For instance, one of our popular classes is if Santa Claus is a real person or just a myth personified."

"We strive for hard workers who are curious and willing to understand things before jumping to conclusions," Malcolm concludes, "And so I hope, those curious students apply and hope for the best. We would enjoy having new recruits."
Someone in the class began to clap which prompted the rest of the class to start clapping as well. Erik and Malcolm grin at the class, as they do a dramatic bow. They thank the professor before exiting the classroom. Thankful, the creepy Erik doesn't do anything creepy when he leaves. 

Elizabeth grabs onto my arm, "I think I'm gonna apply."

"What? Don't you think the whole thing is a bit shady?" I say, "I mean, their objectives were a bit vague in my opinion."

"Don't be so sour, it seems like a really cool internship. It might be one of the easier ones for students who attend a specific school," Elizabeth comments, "And you get paid to be there, basically."

"To participate," I corrected her.

"Right, which can be as simple as raising your hand once in each of their classes and poof, participation is checked off," she says simply, "Come on, it might be fun. And we both get accepted, we can dorm together."

I frown, unconvinced. 

"If I get accepted, I won't be able to dorm with you and we'll our college years at different places, you don't want that do you?" she says with a doe eyed look.

"And if you get in and I don't that outcome will still happen," I grumbled.

"But the point is, we can increase the chances of both of us getting in, and then we can both experience something new," she argues, "I mean we basically get paid to stay in a really cool place that has an infamous library by the way and we get to see those two hot guys on campus."

"They do have the Elder Library," I say, slightly swayed, "That would be cool to be able to visit that."

"And they might even have more exotic food," she adds, "I can pull up a list of what they serve in their cafeteria. One sec."

She pulls out her phone, and quickly hides it from sight from the professor who was teaching. Or rather the professor was basically reading his lecture straight from Chapter 4 of the textbook. "See, check it out," she gives me her phone which was open to a menu page.

I skim the list, seeing the usual food until I get to the really interesting food names. Nutella hot chocolate. Milk tea with condensed milk. Earl grey muffins. Pesto and garlic chicken wings. Handmade ramen with pork and chive dumplings. Spaghetti with egg and scallions. Curry rice with soy sauce chicken. My mouth watered as I read down the list of foods that were not served in our cafeteria. "They sound delicious," I tell her, slightly drooling. 

"Right? So can we both try to apply?" she asks, eyes pleading.

I sigh, "If I must." 

I really wanted to try the Nutella hot chocolate.

Mila Ellis and her longtime best friend, Elizabeth Saunders are given the opportunity of a lifetime to an internship at Nightingale Academy. Nightingale Academy is a prestigious school that is hidden within the fantastical landscape of rural land and it's ideas revolve around helping, if possibly even saving the world from itself. On the brink of a new life and beginning for Mila and Elizabeth, they learn of a devasting secret that resides within the academy-- the academy is for the supernatural!

Can they survive their new life at the academy or is the call to going back to ordinary life much more persuasive? And what happens when Mila runs in with an especially handsome student, who under unknown circumstances, just can't keep away?

*Credits to Google for the cover image & Canva*

Luna is a girl who has the grades and the looks but she never has a boyfriend in high school or in college. She is always obeying her parent's rule of being the best of the best at everything she does, aiming to be a doctor or someone who makes a lot of money, only dating after college, and find someone who really cares for you. Everything in life was planned out for her by her parents.

She never thought that those rules would make her 'supposedly' friends talk behind her back. 

This might be just a coincidence but as she was heading to the classroom during high school she overheard her friends gossiping about her.  

"Luna really has the looks and the grade and can charm any man with just a flick of her hair. Just like a cunning fox!"

"So what about it! Because she has all those things men think she's interesting but the truth is she's just a boring woman! She has an invisible-like wall surrounding her making those that want to woo her stay away… And who would they turn their eyes to... To us who is her 'best' friends."

"Right, right! Without those two things, she's boring as hell! I wouldn't even stick close to her and be her friend. She has no communication skill, no fashion style, and I'm just guessing this..." One of them look around and whispered quietly with a hand hiding her mouth. "But her face must be full of makeup to look that beautiful and underneath she must be as ugly as the ugly hell."

"Hahahahahaa!" they all laugh together.

"This conversation just between us. Don't tell her any of this or she might think that we are talking bad things behind her. I... We still want to take advantage of her good nature and qualities."

What are they talking about? I'm not like that. I worked hard to get to where I am today, studying every day. They don't know what I went through to get to where I am today and I'm only above average looking.

She broke off their relationships and they started rumors about her, how she's a jealous slut wanting men for herself but she didn't care.

In college, she finally understands their meaning. Even if her looks were above average there were men chasing after her every day. She shoos many men away and broken many hearts but there was never a shortage of men coming after her. They are from being rich to being poor, from overseas to attaining the same college as hers. She never wanted a life like this and getting tired of everything.

Those that she is friends with distanced themselves from her, afraid that their boyfriend would be charmed by her. Other's just don't want to get close to her. 

Luna tried many new activities that popular people wouldn't really do. From learning to fight to be a nerd. However, this attracted a different type of men, they are from muscular men to skinny men and even some are nerds or fatties. 

The next step on the list is wearing (different/ugly) makeup and glasses. This next step worked out but only on a short term.

Each time the guys would fight over her for no reason whatsoever, the girls would start to hate her and bully her. Some would go as far as trying to threaten her with her life saying 'because of her they broke up with their boyfriend'. Even at home, her parents could never have peace of mind so she moved to the dorms but things never got better. 

Before moving out of the house, her parents took her to see shamans, exorcist, etc. but they all say it's due to a curse, a spell, your daughter has charming skills, or that it's tied to your families history. The one Luna think is the most realistic is about in her past life, she didn't receive anything love and now in this life, she is getting all the love she should have. In her next life, she'll be just fine and live just like a normal girl... but she would bring a bad ending to people she loves.

As she was walking back to her dorm from attaining her college course, she keeps having this kin feeling in the back of her head that someone was following her. As she was reaching the dorm she spotted a shadow waiting by the streetlight. 

Luna was scared but she still walks forward not knowing that something dreadful would befall her. 

Before she could make out her situation, the shadow drives a knife straight into her stomach. She could only hear a female shaking voice shouting, "This is all your fault! Because of you… Because of you, he won't love me anymore and want to break up! He was the only one for me…" 

After she couldn't hear any more of the female's voice but the sensation of being stab still linger in her fingertips.

I'm guessing tomorrow's headlight would be [A female college student majoring in medical science and technology was stabbed to death by a crazy stalker!]

She wanted to laugh at her own stupid death but her voice was stuck in her throat. Her consciousness was fading out, making her remember her youth. 

As a child, she was someone that has a hard time voicing out her thoughts. She can only find comfort in reading books and princess's tales are her favorites. There was always a prince charming or knight in shining armor saving the day. The princess and her knight live happily ever after. One of her favorite fairy-tale is Cinderella. She was abused by her stepmother but she still remains kind-hearted and at the end, she lived happily ever after with her prince.

She realized everything is just a fantasy and far-fetched dream. There was no prince charming or knight in shining armor coming to her rescue. There were only beasts wanting a taste of her and throwing her out as she has seen from people dating. Real life is only full of hardship and there is no happy ending. Making her remember her mother's words before she left to live in the dorms. 

"Why! Just why! Do I have to go through this suffering! Those none stop knocking and threaten letters, what did you do! Did you not listen to your mother at all! Because of a cursed child like your father left, being unable to take this heavy atmosphere longer. I too… no because of you… you… a child who shouldn't be born!" she came back from her senses after she uttered those words. "…I'm sorry, Luna. Leave your mother alone for now." Her mother was shedding tears as she said her last sentence. 

Both her parents are just ordinary citizens with ordinary looks but as their daughter she was different. She doesn't have their appearances but her looks are from her great grandmother's appearance when she was young. 

"No… I'm the one… who should be… sorry…" were her last words before she took her last breath.

Like every girl, Luna wanted a prince charming or a knight in shining armor to save her and live happily ever after. As she becomes an adult she realizes that this is just a far fetch dream. Real life is full of hardship and never have a happy ending.

On the way from medical school, Luna was killed in cold blood not knowing the reason why. She was immediately reincarnated into a different world. She soon realizes this world is Cinderella's world but never thought that she would be Cinderella's stepsister.

"In the Grimm Brother's book, Cinderella's step-sisters got their feet cut just to fit the glass slipper. Just the thought of having your feet skinned bit by bit by your mother just to fit on a glass slipper is a nightmare. And afterward having to wear a high heel that is like two feet tall without first-aid or bandage...argh," Luna shudders with goosebumps at the thought of it.

"...Wait, this world is totally different from what she knows!!" were her thoughts as a child.


***On Hold*** Need to change somethings with the plot

Real name: Kim Seok Jin
Birthday: December 4, 1992
Zodiac sign: Sagittarius
Birthplace: Anyang, Gyeonggi-do, but since he was 1 year old, his family moved to Gwacheon, Gyeonggi-do
Height: 179 cm (5'10.5")
Weight: 63 kg (139 lbs)
Blood Type: O
Jin's Spotify list: Jin's GA CHI DEUL EUL LAE?

Jin facts:
– He was born in Anyang, Gyeonggi-do, but when he was 1 year old his family moved to Gwacheon, Gyeonggi-do, South Korea
– His family consists of: Dad, mom, older brother (Kim Seok Joong, 2 years older)
– He's from a well-off family. His father is the CEO of a company.
– Jin's nicknames are: Fake Maknae, Worldwide Handsome, Eat Jin
– In 2015 Jin was nicknamed Car Door Guy (from coming out the door and stunning fans with his visuals).
– Jin is also known as that "third guy from the left" (After BTS participated At Billboard Music Awards).
– Education: Konkuk University; Hanyang Cyber University – Films major (masters/graduate)
– Jin was an exchange student in Australia, during his middle school year.
– During primary school his favorite subject was Physical Education.
– During that period he used to like sports like tennis, swimming or golf (that he learned from his father).
– He also learned snowboarding as his father was a ski lover.
– When his father went in business trips, he used to take Jin with him, so he visited a lot of places like Japan, Europe, Australia etc.
– He got into gaming when he was in the 1st year of middle school.
– Back then he used to spend all his Summer vacation playing video games at Internet cafe with his friends.
– Both his middle school and high school were all-boys schools.
– During his 1st year of high school his dream was to become a newspaper reporter.
– He wanted to become an actor after seeing Kim Nam-Gil in "Queen Seondeok".
– Before being streetcast for auditions, he had been a student at Konkuk University, majoring in acting.
– He has been scouted 3 months after enrolling in University, in the Summer of 2011.
– When he was scouted by BigHit, there were only the 3 rappers there, RM, Suga and J-Hope.
– Bangtan members place him as the 1st in terms of visuals.
– Other members said that Jin has the longest legs in BTS.
– He's very confident about his looks, especially about his tick lower lip and his broad shoulders.
– He revealed his shoulders are 60 cm wide.
– He is also known for his "traffic dance".
– Jin speaks Chinese (Mandarin) and basic English.
– In the old dorm, Jin was the member usually in charge of cleaning up.
– He also likes Disney princesses.
– He is a very good cook.
– He enjoys looking at photos and recipes.
– According to the other members, he has the best body in Bangtan.
– The first ever album that Jin bought was a Girls' Generation album.
– His favorite number is 4.
– Jin's favorite color is blue. His favourite color used to be pink. 
– His favorite weather is Spring sunlight.
 – He started playing Super Mario when he was five years old and Maple Story in seven grade and still plays them.
– He really love Super Mario toys that he even asked his friends to buy him one.
– Jin's habit is blinking his left eye when hungry.
– Jin winks if he meets eyes with anyone.  ("Knowing Bros") He winked at Heechul (Super Junior).
– He can open a bag of chips with his feet.
– He loves eating.
– His favorite food: lobster, meat, Naengmyun (cold noodles), chicken and greasy food.
– His role model is T.O.P from BIGBANG.
– Jin favorite items are: Maple Story action figures, Super Mario action figures, Nintendo games.
– When he was younger he wanted to be a detective.
– Jin and RM used to be the least skilled dancers in BTS, but they improved a lot.
– He wears really strong prescription glasses but he doesn't like wearing them because he'll become insecure.
– Jin chose V as the member that he's closest to.
– V describes Jin like Hidetoshi from Doraemon.
– For Jin, his charms is his full bottom lip.
– Jin wakes up 2 hours earlier than the rest of the members.
– Jin had a dog named JJanggu.
– He has a driver license.
– Jin can play the guitar and the piano.
– Jin likes alpacas.
– Jin is really good at snowboarding.
– Jin has a habit where if he makes eye contact with anyone for more than 3 seconds, he winks at them.
– If he'd get a day off, Jin wants to have a servant. He'd want Suga as his servant so he can order him around.
– Jin can't watch horror movies. When he once decided to watch a horror movie during his first year in college, ended up clinging to the person next to him.
– If Jimin had to go with a member during spring he'd choose Jin because he's funny to be with.
– Jin and Jungkook bicker a lot. A taxi driver once thought that Jungkook and Jin are twins because of their non-stop bickering.
– He likes strawberries, but he doesn't like strawberry flavored things.
– Jin said that looking at bugs isn't scary, but if they get on his body, that's really scary.
– When Jin makes a dad joke the only person who doesn't laugh is Suga.
– Jin dieted for a year, eating only chicken breasts.
– Jin used to work at a strawberry farm.
– Jin got two pets that are sugar gliders and their names are Odeng and Eomuk. He got those while searching for Suga on the Internet, but sugar gliders popped up instead.
– Eomuk passed away because of an accident, but he got a new sugar glider called Gukmul. 
– He is the first idol to hit 100 million hearts on a solo Vlive.
– Jin is friends with Kidoh (Jin Hyosang) ex member of ToppDogg. Kidoh left Big Hit Entertainment in 2012 and switched to Stardom Entertainment.
– Jin is friends with B1A4's Sandeul. They even went to an amusement park together.
– Jin is also friends with VIXX's Ken, Monsta X Jooheon and Lee Won Keun.
– B.A.P's Youngjae revealed that he and BTS's Jin, BTOB's Eunkwang and VIXX's Ken are in a gaming crew, called "The Strongest Idol". 
– Moonbyul (Mamamoo) said that the 92 liner have a group chat. There is BTS's Jin, VIXX's Ken, B1A4's Sanduel & Baro and EXID's Hani. 
– Moonbyul also mentioned that Jin and Sandeul are the person who always make the chatroom interesting. 
– 3 requirements for Jin happiness: money, friends, and calm/quiet place. 
– Jin sang the OST of "Hwarang" alongside V, which is Part 2 – "It's Definitely You".
– He was casted in Law of the Jungle in Kota Manado but left earlier than the other cast because BTS had an abroad concert that time
– In 2017 after BTS attended Billboard Music Awards, Jin got a lot of attention (internationally) for his good looks.
– In April 2018, he opened a restaurant together with his brother. The restaurant, located in Seoul, near Lake Seokchon, is called 'Ossu Seiromushi' and serves steamed Japanese dishes.
– In the old dorm Jin and Suga used to share a room (Suga said that Jin is perfect as his roommate).
– In the new dorm he has his own room. 
– Jin is ranked 47th on TC Candler "The 100 Most Handsome Faces of 2018".
– Jin's ideal type is a girl whose looks and personality is similar to that of a puppy, who's good at cooking, kind and takes good care of him.

Other members about Jin
– Jimin: "He's the oldest, but he likes to whine." 
– Jungkook: "Jin-hyung looks manly and he's chic like a wolf but personality-wise, he's carefree so he's sloth-like (laughs). He's really nice and he's also a good cook, so we call him "granny" between us."
– Jimin: "He's like a grandma."
– Suga: "A Wolf."
– V: "Prince."
– J-Hope: "A Princess."

BTS, an acronym of Bangtan Sonyeondan or "Beyond The Scene", is a South Korean boyband that has been capturing the hearts of millions of fans globally since their debut in June 2013. The members of BTS are RM, Jin, Suga, J-Hope, Jimin, V, Jungkook. Gaining recognition from their authentic, self-produced music and top-notch performances to the way they interact with their fans, the band has established themselves as global superstars breaking countless world records. While imparting a positive influence through activities such as the LOVE MYSELF campaign and the UN "Speak Yourself" speech, BTS has mobilized millions of fans across the world (named ARMY), topped prominent music charts, sold out worldwide tours including stadiums and has been named as one of TIME 100: The Most Influential People of 2019. The band has also been recognized with numerous prestigious awards like the Billboard Music Awards and American Music Awards.

The next day, Emma and Wyatt take Jackson with them to Savvy Threads. Jackson didn't really want to go, but Emma insisted that he should at least try doing anything other than laying in bed. When they get there, Emma greets Matilda and Emily. "Go on" Emma says to Jackson, "at least be nice to Emily".
  Jackson sighs and says "What's up, Emily?".
  Emily responds by nervously waving a hand in the air while wearing a fake smile. "Uh... hey?" Emily says. 
  "Somehow, that's exactly the response I expected" Jackson says. 
  "Look, Jackson" Emily says, "it's not that I hate you or anything... but I also don't recall us particularly getting along super well. Like, we haven't really spoken all that much to each other".
  "Oh thank god" Jackson says. "The feeling is mutual". Jackson then looks at Emma and asks "Can I go now?".
  "No" Emma says, "try actually getting along with people...".
  Jackson groans and then says "Fine! I don't even know what to talk about here".
  "Sucks that you and Aeris... broke up" Emily says, trying to find something to talk about. There was a long awkward silence, then Emily says "This is awkward".
  "Yeah, I'm waiting outside of the store now..." Jackson says as he points his thumb at the door. 
  "... Anyways" Wyatt says, "any job opening for here, Matilda?".
  "Oh, yes" Matilda says. "We'll have to schedule a time for you to talk to Dylan about the job, that way he can interview you and stuff. If he decides you can take the job, you can work as my assistant".
  "Hopefully it works out then" Emma says. 
  "It'll be cool and all having a familiar face to work with" Emily says, "but I also imagine it'll start being a little awkward staying here".
  "Why's that?" Emma asks. 
  "I dunno" Emily says. "I don't really think I'd have much to talk about. So if you do get the job here, don't be surprised if it's constantly quiet".
  "Anyways" Matilda says, "Dylan should be here tomorrow morning before noon. If you want to stop by to talk with him then, you're free to come".
  "Tomorrow morning, got it!" Wyatt says. 
  As the two of them leave, Emma waves at Matilda and Emily. "Thanks again, Matilda!" Emma says. "And see you later, Emily!".
  "Yeah" Emily says, "take care".
  "I'm glad to see you two are getting along" Matilda says to Emily. 

  "Can we go back finally?" Jackson asks as the two of them leave the store.
  "Yes, we can go back" Wyatt says. 
  "Good" Jackson replies. "It's cold out here".
  "You could've stayed inside, you know?" Emma asks.
  "Yeah, but that involves talking to people" Jackson says. After the three of them get back to the dorm, Jackson asks "So, how do you plan on keeping Emma hidden in the dorm for so long?".
  Wyatt shrugs and says "It's been working so far".
  "Well..." Jackson says, "I know she doesn't have a place to return to, so make sure you don't let anybody else know that we're keeping Emma here. If the school finds out, they'll probably be furious". Immediately after that, a loud knock is heard on the door of the dorm. "Do... you usually get visitors?" Jackson asks. 
  "N-no... not really" Wyatt says. Wyatt stands up to answer the door, but the door suddenly swings open. 
  "Wyatt!" Darren says as he opens the door. Darren then notices Jackson and Wyatt sitting in a room with Emma. "Oh, I'm sorry..." Darren says as he awkwardly closes the door. 
  "No, wait!" Wyatt says, "it's not what you think! I can explain!".
  "Yes, please do explain" Jackson says. "Knowing you, it won't be a very good explanation".
  Darren opens the door again, then walks inside the room. "What's going on?".
  "Well..." Wyatt says, "Emma doesn't have a place to stay, so I'm keeping her here".
  "Uh-huh..." Darren says. "You know this is the boy's dorm, right?".
  "Y-Yeah" Wyatt says. 
  "So... is she your girlfriend?" Darren asks. 
  "Y-Yeah..." Wyatt says. 
  "And there it is" Jackson says, "the perfect explanation for a misunderstanding!".
  "So that's why you're keeping her here!" Darren says. 
  "Wait, no! I-" Wyatt says. 
  "Look, I get it" Darren says. "I won't tell a soul".
  "I don't think you are getting it..." Wyatt says in frustration. "So how'd you know which dorm is mine?".
  "Oh, that's easy!" Darren says. "I knocked on every door and bursted into everyone's room shouting your name like an idiot!".
  "... Really?" Wyatt asks. 
  "No..." Darren says. "I asked Ms. Weber to look up your name of the dorm list... did you honestly think I'd do that?".
  "Pfft- I like this guy!" Jackson says. 
  "Ayyy!" Darren says as he makes a finger gun gesture at Jackson. "So, you are?".
  "Jackson Lonny" Jackson says. "I'm in the same class as Wyatt... and in the club too, I guess".
  "Oh yeah, aren't you that laibah kid everyone was talking about?" Darren asks. 
  "Yep" Jackson says. 
  "Oh... so how many of us here are laibah?" Darren asks. 
  "In this room?" Wyatt asks. "I'm the only human here at the moment...".
  "Oh, so you're a laibah too?" Darren asks as he looks at Emma. 
  "Y-Yeah..." Emma says. "I believe I already introduced myself to you before. I'm Emma Frey".
  "Darren Forray" Darren says as he forces Emma to shake his hand.
  "What'd you wanna come here to talk about?" Wyatt asks. 
  "Right" Darren says, "so around this time, people in high school and stuff usually come to colleges like these to see what their possible future college looks like. Earlier today, I ran into a certain someone who also wanted to see you".
  "Me?" Wyatt asks.
  "I told him to wait by the gate and I'll bring you to him" Darren says, "but seeing as to how it'll be dangerous to keep going in and out with your girlfriend over there, I'll try bringing him to you".
  "Wait, who is it?" Wyatt asks. However, Darren leaves without answering. After a long silence, Darren comes back with a rather big surprise. "K-Kemal!?" Wyatt asks. "What are you doing here!?".
  "Kemal?" Jackson asks. 
  "So this is your brother?" Emma asks. 
  "Brother!?" Jackson asks. "Holy hopping hell, there's two of them!?".
  "What's up, Wyatt?" Kemal asks. 
  "H-how'd you get down here?" Wyatt asks. "Is mom okay? What are you doing all the way out here?".
  "Whoa, slow down there" Kemal says. "Let's see if I can answer these questions first. Umm... I took the city bus, mom is fine, and I'm here to check out what kinda school you go to".
  "So mom and dad are doing fine then?" Wyatt asks. 
  "Well, dad is still a grumpy old man, but yeah" Kemal says. "In fact, they're both better than fine now. Dad got a promotion, mom got a raise and we're financially stable for the first time ever. In fact, they're doing so well that I'm finally able to leave my job and come to school".
  "W-What?" Wyatt asks. 
  "I'll be coming here next year" Kemal says. "I've gotta look out for my little brother, don't I?".
  "But you'll be a year lower than him..." Jackson says. "It'll be more like he's watching out for you".
  "Same difference" Kemal says. 
  "N-no... no it is not..." Jackson says. 
  Darren laughs and says "See? Isn't this nice? We've already got a group of friends ready for ya when you start coming to school, Kemal!".
  Kemal laughs and says "Yeah, I like the sassy one!".
  "Sassy?" Jackson asks. "SASSY!?".
  "This situation seems kind of awkward..." Emma says. 
  Kemal leans in close to Darren and asks "Who's the girl?".
  "That's Wyatt's girlfriend" Darren says with a snicker. 
  "What!?" Kemal panics. 
  "Uh..." Wyatt tries to think of something to say. 
  "She's a laibah too" Darren says. 
  "Uh..." Emma says, now feeling uncomfortable.
  "No way!" Kemal says. "So you're going to be my future sister in law!?". Kemal starts furiously shaking Emma's hand saying "I'm Kemal Bogan! Nice to meet you!".
  As Kemal wildly shakes Emma's hand, her arm seems to go limp as she nervously laughs. "I-I'm Emma Frey~" Emma says nervously. 
  "This. Is. Hilarious" Jackson says. 
  "Can you stop?" Wyatt asks. "You're making her nervous!".
  "Oh!" Kemal says as he comes to a sudden stop. "Sorry...".
  "I-it's f-fine..." Emma says. Emma then thinks about the words Kemal said, "Future sister in law" and laughs nervously again. 
  "This room is kinda cramped, ain't it?" Kemal asks.
  "Gee, I wonder why" Jackson says. "Couldn't be the fact that it was designed to only hold two people at a time, yet here we are with five people...".
  "Is there anyone else I should meet?" Kemal asks. 
  "Oh yeah!" Darren says. "Wyatt actually has a bunch of friends now!".
  "Really?" Kemal asks. 
  "I know, it's surprising isn't it?" Darren asks. "He was always so quiet and awkward when we were all just little kids!".
  "Can I meet them, Wyatt?" Kemal asks. 
  "No!" Wyatt says. "Please, no! You're already making things awkward enough! Just... slow down for a minute, will ya?".
  "Aw, are you embarrassed of your big brother?" Kemal asks. 
  "That's... one way to put it, yes" Wyatt says. 
  Emma starts giggling and Jackson says "I can't believe there's someone weirder than Wyatt... yet, here you are!".
  "Can we keep it down?" Wyatt asks. "We don't need someone calling any of the staff to our room and getting into trouble".
  "Yeah, especially since you're keeping a girl here" Darren says. 
  Kemal whistles and says "Didn't think you'd turn out to be such a rebel".
  "Rebel?" Wyatt asks. "I-I think you're getting the wrong idea, because-".
  "Hey, it's of no consequence to me" Kemal says. "You do you".
  "You do you... now that's a quote" Jackson says. 
  Wyatt take a sigh of relief and says "It's good to hear that mom and dad are doing fine though. At least I don't have to worry about trying to support them after college now".
  "Yeah" Kemal says. "Probably the most freedom we've ever had in our lives, to be honest".
  "Maybe I can actually look for other career opportunities now..." Wyatt says. 
  "You mean... like Matilda's suggestion of being a teacher?" Emma asks. 
  "Yeah" Wyatt says, "maybe I should look into that after all. I was worried about getting into a job that was too far from home, because I was sure mom and dad would need my help by the time I graduated".
  "Yeah" Kemal says, "but now that they're finally getting the support they need from their own jobs, we probably don't have to do that after all. In fact, mom is the one who paid for me to come see you. Which reminds me, she also wanted to me pass on a message to you".
  "A message?" Wyatt asks. 
  "She says good luck" Kemal says, "and that she wants you to stay and school and not worry about her or dad".
  "Can you pass on a message from me when you get back?" Wyatt asks. 
  "Like what?" Kemal asks. 
  "Tell then I said thanks" Wyatt says. 
  "Screw that sappy stuff!" Kemal says, "I'm telling them about your girlfriend! Bwa-ha ha ha ha!".
  "Wait!" Wyatt says, "please don't! Dad will-".
  "Dad won't do anything" Kemal says. "He may have his dumb irrational fears, but you know mom and dad worry most about us. If it's someone you can trust, I'm sure dad'll put his stupid fear aside".
  "Fear?" Emma asks.
  "Our dad doesn't exactly like laibah" Kemal says. "But I'm sure he'll make an exception for you. After all, Wyatt's never had a girlfriend before!". 
  Kemal starts laughing loudly and Wyatt says "Can you please stop making everything more awkward!?".
  "But seriously" Kemal says to Emma, "don't worry about what that old man would think. I won't tell him about you".
  "Thanks" Wyatt says. 
  "I'll make Wyatt do that himself!" Kemal says. 
  "You-" Wyatt says. 
  "But" Kemal interrupts, "I'm sure the old man would be fine with you. He'll put aside his prejudice since you're someone Wyatt is close to".
  "And if he doesn't?" Jackson asks. 
  "He'll have to" Kemal says. "Otherwise, our mother will beat him into submission until he does".
  "W-What is your mom like!?" Emma asks. 
  "She's pretty soft hearted, really" Kemal says.
  "D-does she hate laibah?" Emma asks. 
  "No" Kemal says. "You'd probably enjoy meeting her, actually".
  "M-meeting them!?" Emma asks. 
  "Uh-oh, you're making her nervous again" Darren says. 
  "I wish I had a video camera" Jackson says. "This is the funniest thing I've seen all week".
  "Can we maybe stop?" Wyatt asks. "Let's not worry about anyone meeting anybody's parents!".
  "I-I... don't think I'd mind meeting your parents some day" Emma says nervously. 
  "See?" Kemal says, "she's fine with it!".
  "You're an enabler, aren't you?" Jackson asks. 
  "So... what makes you think dad would change his mind for Emma?" Wyatt asks. 
  "Oh... right" Kemal says. "I never told dad about Darren being a laibah, but I did tell mom a long time ago. Turns out she told dad almost immediately and he's known about it all along. However, dad never really got angry. He did tell me that involving myself with too many laibah would drag me into trouble like it did with Darren, but all that trouble wasn't Darren's fault. He knows we get along with laibah well, and he doesn't hate it. He's just constantly worried that we're getting into fights".
  "And if he knew Wyatt was dating one?" Jackson asks. 
  "Yeah..." Kemal says, "I always thought he'd get so mad about us being friends with laibah, that he'd probably pop a vein. However, he's surprisingly okay with it. I'm sure as long as Wyatt stays out of trouble, he won't have any problems with accepting Emma".
  "See?" Darren says, "you're practically all set up then! There won't be any issues if you two get married!".
  "M-m-married!?" Emma panics. 
  "Pfft- HA HA HA HA HA!" Jackson laughs out loud. "Man, this is really helping me cheer up!".
  "Are you scared of marriage?" Kemal teases Emma. 
  "N-no! I-" Emma says. "I can... I mean- I'm fine if- ah, uh...".
  "I think you broke her..." Jackson says. 
  "Whoops..." Kemal says. "Were we not supposed to talk about that yet?".
  Wyatt sighs and says "You've pretty much already talked about everything I'd rather not bring up all at the same time...".
  "Well, better out than in, I always say" Kemal says. 
  "Pfft- HA HA HA HA HA!!" Jackson laughs even harder. "BETTER OUT THAN IN! ISN'T THAT SUPPOSED TO BE AN EXCUSE FOR A FART!?".
  "Is it?" Kemal asks. "I mean, honesty is important".
  "It's official" Jackson says as he slowly stops laughing, "you're idiots".
  Now Kemal makes a finger gun gesture at Jackson and says "That's pretty mean".
  "I like you guys" Jackson says. "You say some silly stuff, AND you embarrass both Emma and Wyatt. This is quite the show!".
  "Aw, that's nice" Darren says. "We get his approval!".
  "Doesn't seem like much of an approval" Kemal says, "but I'll take what I can get".
  "You guys are an absolute riot..." Jackson says.

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  In a world shared between humans and laibah, there's a lot of turmoil between the two. The laibah are foxes that often take a human form, and they had previously had a long conflict with the humans. Humans have eventually accepted laibah as members of society, but they still have a lot of trouble blending in with the human society. 

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