Gerald looked weary. He put a notice letter to settle his overdue tuition fees into his backpack. He was heading home with a heavy heart. It wasn't just about the tuition fees; his family in the village had also delivered distressing news. His parents couldn't send money because his father was reported to be seriously ill and needed medical care.It was a string of news that Gerald did not want to hear. Despite being a business and accounting student, he hadn't been able to find a job yet."Damn! Where else do I have to look for a job?" Gerald muttered to himself.Despite his economic struggles, Gerald was frugal, always dressing modestly, even wearing worn-out clothes. His financial situation was below average for a college student.But unexpectedly, amid his despair, Gerald encountered a group of teasing students. One of them was named Zack. Zack was someone Gerald wanted to avoid. For some reason, in Zack’s eyes, Gerald's shabby appearance was a source of trouble. It was evident wh

In front of Gerald's modest-looking dorm room, the woman who owned the place appeared with an irritated expression."Gerald, Gerald, wake up!" she shouted as she pounded on the door.The loud noise, not the first time it had happened, was enough to make Gerald realize that the landlady intended to collect the two months' unpaid rent.Gerald got up and immediately took out money from his drawer. He counted the money from the mission completion rewards given by the system. Despite repeatedly telling the landlady to be patient, the pounding on the door only grew louder."Hurry, open the door! If you don't pay your rent, leave this place right now!" the landlady yelled.Without argument, Gerald quickly opened the door. He handed over the money with a smile. The landlady, who was initially angry, was left speechless. She became even more frustrated because her fiery anger couldn't be expressed since Gerald already had the money."This is how it should be. If you pay on time, I won't have t

Gerald parked his motorcycle in the basement of his workplace. As he removed his helmet, a holographic message from the system appeared in his mind."First Day at Work."Accept Mission: Yes or No."Gerald smiled as he approved the mission. "I can definitely handle it! I consider it a part of the excitement of life."Gerald had been briefed on his responsibilities and authority as an employee by his seniors. There, he was warmly welcomed by his superiors and colleagues. Now, he was busy helping his colleague prepare coffee. His activity was briefly interrupted when Lily arrived and inquired about his presence. Gerald turned to the source of the voice, trying to figure out why Sarah's secretary had approached him."Gerald, you can delegate your tasks to your senior. Mrs. Sarah would like to speak with you!""Alright." Though still puzzled, Gerald could only follow the woman's orders. He felt it would be impolite to ask why he was being summoned because Lily appeared to be behaving very

The serious question from his father left Gerald realizing a deeper meaning. Remembering his father's warnings to stay away from the economic elite, Gerald fell silent. He had heard about Albert's bad experiences with the wealthy before. But from Albert's current expression, Gerald realized that working at a renowned company might not be the right answer to reveal."If you have indeed been working for the past month, then you must be working at an extraordinary place," Albert raised his voice, his anger evident in every word he spoke. "Gerald, tell me, where are you working?! You haven't ignored Dad's warning about avoiding places like the Johnson family, have you?"Seeing Albert getting angrier and starting to clutch his chest, Gerald panicked. "Dad, please, calm down! I have a specific reason for not answering your question."Albert grimaced in pain, and sweat formed on his forehead. "It turns out my accusations were true. You don't even deny it. How many times has Dad said—?" Alber

Martha entered the room with the glass-dominated walls after a guard opened the door. Her firm footsteps echoed like the gavel of a chief justice, and her sharp gaze seemed to cast a cold aura, instantly making the atmosphere colder than before. The beautiful and expensive dress she wore seemed to proclaim her as the ruling queen of the room.Seating herself next to Zeck, Martha crossed her legs and folded her hands across her chest. Leaning back casually, she continued to observe those around her with a sharp gaze. Others could interpret that look as a sign that Martha had an issue with Gerald.Oliv, who had previously joked to uplift Gerald, now couldn't utter a word. She didn't expect that the figure behind Zeck would truly control the situation. She could only lower her gaze as Martha scrutinized every inch of Gerald's body.The investigator tried to break the tension with small talk, explaining cheerfully that Zeck had a minor conflict with a student named Gerald. However, before