My name is Satou Kazuma, and I've experienced the kind of torment that makes you question everything, even your own existence. Have you ever been bullied to the point where thoughts of ending it all creep into your mind? Unfortunately, I have. It's a harrowing feeling, a constant weight on your soul that never seems to lift.You might be wondering why I allowed myself to endure such torment, why I bowed to the whims of a heartless queen bee named Emily. The answer is both simple and terrifying: her boyfriend, David, was the ringleader of the bullies in our college. David wasn't just a regular student; he was a member of a biker gang known as the Skulls. He strutted around like a schoolyard thug, and even the teachers and the principal dared not cross him, likely because of his powerful family background.My daily routine began with a futile attempt at normalcy. Like every other day, I bid my parents farewell and boarded the school bus, hoping that today might be different. Little did
The persistent buzzing of my alarm clock jolted me from the depths of slumber. Groggily, I fumbled for the clock and silenced it, my eyes still heavy with sleep. With a languid stretch, I welcomed the new day, letting out a wide yawn that seemed to shake off the last remnants of drowsiness.Slowly, I turned my gaze toward the digital display of the alarm clock. Its luminous numbers revealed the time - 7:30 a.m. Panic coursed through me like a lightning bolt. "Oh no, I can't afford to be late on my very first day of college," I muttered to myself.With newfound urgency, I sprang out of bed, hastily scanning my room for the towel I had carelessly tossed aside the night before, following my bath. A moment of frantic searching led my eyes to a familiar sight, my towel hung haphazardly on the doorknob. "There you are," I muttered, lunging across my room, my feet hitting the floor with a soft thud. I snatched the towel and hurried to the bathroom, eager to get ready for the day ahead.Just
I stood in front of the imposing gates of my new college, my bicycle at my side. The campus loomed before me, a vast and unfamiliar territory that held both excitement and trepidation. This was a fresh start, a chance to reinvent myself, but it was also a daunting prospect because I didn't know a soul here.The buzz of students filled the air as they chatted and laughed with their friends. Groups of familiar faces clustered together, navigating the campus confidently. It was a stark contrast to my own situation, as I had left behind the comfort of my old school and the friends I had grown up with.My heart raced as I took in the scene before me. I was the outsider, the newcomer, and it was hard not to feel a pang of anxiety. I wondered if I would find my place in this new environment, if I would be able to make friends and navigate the complexities of college life.As I approached the bike rack, I couldn't help but overhear snippets of conversations. People were talking about classes,
After the club meeting, David offered to show me around the campus. It was a relief to have a friendly face to guide me through this new environment. As we walked, he pointed out key locations, such as the library, cafeteria, and student lounge.I showed David my school ID card and asked him, "Do you know where my classroom is?"He nodded and said, "Yes, follow me; I'll show you the way."I followed closely behind him and said, "Thanks, you've been a great help.""Don't mention it; it's always nice to help someone," David replied with a smile on his face.When we reached the door, he paused and turned to me."Here's your classroom," he said, smiling. "Just show your ID to the teacher, and you'll be all set."With a grateful nod, I took a deep breath and entered the classroom. All eyes turned toward me as I walked to the front, and I could feel the weight of their curious gazes. The teacher, a middle-aged woman with a warm smile, beckoned me forward."Class, we have a new transfer stud
Beep... Beep... Beep...I slowly opened my eyes, the soft electronic beeping of monitors echoing in the background. Still lying down, I used my gaze to scan my surroundings, taking in the sterile, white walls and the unfamiliar medical equipment. As I shifted slightly, a sudden, sharp pain shot through my head, as if a lightning bolt had struck within my skull."Ouch, my head hurts," I groaned, my voice barely audible. It felt as if my cranium was being split open. Struggling to make sense of my situation, I managed to sit upright on the bed, my movements slow and cautious. One hand instinctively clutched my throbbing head.Where was I? What had I been doing before this? How did I end up in this unfamiliar place? A torrent of questions flooded my mind, and I desperately tried to recall the events leading up to this moment. However, the more I strained to remember, the more the pain in my head intensified, like a relentless drumbeat in my temples."I think it's better if I don't try to
"Are you okay, Kazuma? You need some rest," the nurse said, breaking me from the moment of reminiscing about all the vengeance I had planned out in my mind. I turned to see who was disturbing me from my time of recovery, from my journey of self-discovery. It was the nurse. She may act like she cares about you, but in my past life, i remembered her as one of the people who ignored me when I needed help.I pushed away her hands and said angrily, "I don't need your help.""I'm just trying to help you. You're a student, and I am the school nurse. You can't leave until you have fully recovered.""Don't you listen, or are you deaf? Leave me alone!" I snapped with an angry tone, veins bulging, proof of my frustration. Then, I heard a distinctive sound, and letters began appearing right in front of me.[ Unlocking Hidden Skill ][ Mind Control ]I remembered that before I died, I heard a voice say, "The power of mind control has been granted." I stood there, confused for a moment. Having the
When my consciousness had returned, I found myself lying on one of the sterile hospital beds in the school's infirmary. My battered body had been meticulously tended to, the wounds carefully stitched, and bandages wrapped around my injuries. I was draped in that unmistakable blue hospital gown, a stark reminder of my vulnerability.I turned my head, and there she was , the school nurse. I had only observed her from a distance during school assemblies, but up close, she radiated a beauty that left me momentarily breathless. Her presence, so close, was a stark contrast to the pain I had endured.She was engrossed in her work, her fingers dancing gracefully across the keyboard connected to the computer. My gaze couldn't help but linger on her, captivated by her grace and elegance. I was so lost in admiration that I hadn't noticed when she finished her task and shifted her attention toward me.Her voice broke my trance, and I stammered in surprise, struggling to find my words. "I-I'm alri
"Did you really think you could fool us?" David sneered, his malevolent expression sending shivers down my spine.Turning to his two cronies, Peter and Cole, he inquired, "Gentlemen, what do you think we should do to him?"Cole, known for his twisted imagination, placed a finger on his chin, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Hmm, I think we should toss him into the school pool and continuously dunk his head, forcing him to struggle for air."Peter, always the calculating strategist, added, "You're too kind, Cole. Let's make it more memorable. How about making him run naked through the entire city with a vibrator stick on his ass?""Nice idea, both of you," David mused, savoring the prospect of tormenting me further. After a moment's pause, a sinister grin crept across his face. "I just had a brilliant idea, guys. Let's combine both of your suggestions for Kazuma's torment today."Both Peter and Cole applauded David's twisted plan. "David, you're a genius," they chimed in unison, their u