At lunchtime, as Lilyana ran to grab some drinks, Azaria finally struck up a conversation."Today, Raiden told me something.""Did he confess his feelings to you?" Justus quipped, trying to lighten the mood. He knew that even if a confession had occurred, Azaria's disposition wouldn't allow her to accept it, given the dramatic circumstances."No, but it's something of a similar nature," Azaria shook her head, her expression growing a tad more serious. Justus felt a pang of unease, worrying that Azaria might have uncovered something dubious about his intentions.Or perhaps, she wasn't the only one with memories of a past life.The more Justus thought about it, the more anxious he became. What was even more disconcerting was his need to maintain an appearance of innocence while concealing his anxieties."Raiden mentioned that back in junior high, there was also a guy named Justus Wallace.""Haha, quite the coincidence," Justus chuckled, feeling relieved, yet a lingering unease remained.
While Azaria still grappled with uncertainty regarding Justus's intentions, a sudden curiosity began to well up inside her. "Justus? He used to be like a wolf in sheep's clothing, but now..." Lilyana paused to reminisce about her middle school memories of Justus. Justus had been headstrong and willful, possibly due to losing his mother at a young age and his father's perpetual preoccupation and emotional distance. However, Lilyana now realized that Justus had undergone significant changes, previously unbeknownst to her. Suddenly, Justus exhibited a gentle demeanor and revealed previously concealed aspects of his personality. In any case, the current Justus exuded an enigmatic charm in every gesture. Lilyana momentarily got lost in thought, temporarily forgetting to respond. Observing Lilyana lost in contemplation, Azaria playfully waved her hand before her. "Why are you daydreaming like Justus? Anyway, what do you think of Justus now?" "I like him..." Lilyana couldn't help but b
"Raiden, Justus, Azaria, Lilyana, all four of you, please come with me to the principal's office."Freddy Drebin's icy stare fixated on Justus. Extensive research had been done on this mischievous character. Justus seemed capable of almost anything, stopping just short of committing serious crimes.That's why Freddy Drebin had planned to restore order in the class, starting with the rebellious soul, Justus, and Raiden. Yet, within just a week since school started, Justus had caused trouble twice.He appeared nonchalant, but as Freddy Drebin meticulously analyzed the situation, he realized it was a trap set by Justus from the very beginning—a sly elimination of those who posed a threat to him.In less than a week, Justus had even managed to win over his most promising student, Azaria. Such detailed planning was hard to comprehend for a high school student like Justus.Unbeknownst to Justus, Freddy Drebin had already given him an exceptionally high evaluation.The mastermind, Justus, ha
Justus was deeply engrossed in his book, carefully underlining specific passages with his pen as he followed the dialogues. However melodramatic the book might have been, it served as his guiding light. With his lack of romantic experience, these books became his way of compensating for the absence of real-life practice. He continued reading for another half hour until his phone suddenly rang, startling Justus. Glancing at the screen, he saw an unfamiliar number displayed. Mentally reciting the number, Justus immediately recognized it as Azaria's. His heart skipped a beat with excitement. He had expected Azaria to call and inquire about his health in a few days, not on the very first night. Feeling a surge of happiness, he took a deep breath and calmly picked up the phone, softly saying, "Hello." His voice sounded weak and subdued, a deliberate act to create an illusion of illness and evoke Azaria's sympathy. On the other end, upon hearing the greeting, Azaria seemed momentarily s
"I'm sorry, their sudden cancellation of the business trip means I have to return home and cook," Justus apologized. At that moment, he felt an urge to kick his neighbor's aunt's family, but he managed to restrain himself. "It's alright, just come over whenever you can." He softened his voice, but the disappointment in Justus's expression was evident. Such disappointment was only natural, and as the call concluded, Justus felt even more aggrieved. Staring at his immaculate home, prepared in anticipation of Azaria coming over to cook, Justus couldn't shake the feeling that his efforts had been in vain due to the actions of the family across the way. "Butler, please investigate the background of the family living opposite me," Justus instructed his butler to find out what his neighbor's aunt's family had been up to recently, hoping to avoid another disappointment. The butler promptly complied, immediately relaying the gathered information to Justus. Azaria's uncle worked overseas an
Justus: Hey, everything okay? Azaria: ??? Azaria's reply consisted of three question marks, but it left Justus feeling oddly uncomfortable, especially since it was in the middle of class. Justus: Lilyana mentioned that your neighbor might be dangerous. I'm genuinely concerned for your safety. Justus hoped to directly understand Azaria's thoughts about her neighbor. However, he didn't receive a response until noon. Azaria: I'm fine, I can handle it. Thanks for caring. Azaria's reply was firm, in line with her character. But for Justus, it was torment. What was supposed to be a friendly gesture for his neighbor had turned into a strange misunderstanding. Frantically, he searched online for solutions, typing queries like "how to deal with a neighbor thinking you're weird." Unfortunately, Justus found no helpful suggestions. Instead, the group chat buzzed with lively discussions, leaving him both amused and frustrated. Eventually, someone with the username "GoldenMoon" privately m
Witnessing his inclusion in Azaria's three-person group chat, Justus felt a surge of satisfaction. Finally, he had successfully taken the initial step. Lunchtime passed quickly. Justus called the butler, inquiring about Azaria's aunt's work schedule and seeking advice on hacker-proof software. "Young master, has your phone been hacked? Should I report it to the authorities?" "No, someone just changed a few nicknames on my Snapchat." Reflecting on Daisy Bradford's actions, Justus found himself both amused and frustrated. He felt the urgency to find a solution. In a few years, Daisy Bradford's hacking skills would likely advance, making it difficult for Justus to protect his secrets. While talking to the butler, Justus's Snapchat buzzed once more. Instinctively, he opened the app, finding that Daisy Bradford had sent some old photographs. They seemed strangely familiar, and upon closer inspection, the child in the pictures appeared to be him. Senior Daisy: You were adorable as a chi
After waiting for about half an hour, Azaria finally arrived, carrying a bag as if she intended to study with Justus. With a swift motion, Justus locked the door, a smile breaking free despite his attempts to control it. In the past, if Azaria had been confined in such a situation, Justus might have harbored dark thoughts, considering drastic measures. But now, everything had changed. Justus was filled with joy; his plan, meticulously crafted over half a month, had finally succeeded. He had secured this moment alone with Azaria. "Your smile is a bit unnerving, Justus," Azaria remarked, undisturbed by Justus's peculiar laughter. She had grown accustomed to Justus's shifting moods: moments of contemplation, seriousness, and now, an oddly foolish grin. Despite its peculiarity, Azaria felt no sense of danger. Instead, in this space, she strangely found a sense of security. She was accepting this somewhat peculiar friend before her, who harbored no ill intentions toward her. Witnessing