LOGINFinn fidgeted with the edge of the table before him as he waited for the system to finish telling him about the second target. [The target name is Franklin, and he is a second-year student. He's the heir to the Franklin consortium, one of the largest consortia in the country.][He grew up under the admiration of everyone around him...]The system suddenly paused. Finn's brows furrowed. "Continue." He mumbled under his breath. He was getting all the information about the target, and even though he was finding it hard to comprehend what the meaning of the target being a consortium heir was, he still quietly listened. He needed to know everything about the second target so he could advance in his mission... but the system suddenly stopped talking?[Franklin loves to play. He's a Playboy]The system briefly said. Finn's eyes widened. Excitement appeared in the depths of his eyes as he silently bit his lower lip. Play... boy... playing... games? The second target loved to play? He mu
"Finn!" Finn was walking down the school's corridor with his head bowed and brows slightly creased when he heard his name being called. Before turning around to see who it was, he glanced at his phone's screen again and realized there still hadn't been a reply from Niam. His heart felt a little uncomfortable. Niam had become too busy these days and hardly replied to his messages. It made him wonder if every political student was so busy in their first years. "Where are you going?" The person's voice entered his ears again. Unable to ignore the voice anymore, Finn turned around to see Edwin and Amelia running toward him. These were the friends he made after he entered university two months ago. Though he wondered why they became so close to him anyway. He had never once looked for friends. Yet, he decided to wait for them. Amelia panted as he grabbed Finn's shoulder, trying her best to steady her breathing. "Where are you going?" She asked again, wiping the sweat from her fo
Niam's expression changed several times in a span of a few seconds, but Finn remained in bed, staring at him with eager eyes. Niam's brows creased. Without a word, he turned around and opened the bag in his hand. He brought out a pair of pajamas and boxers, which he threw on the bed. "Put them on and come downstairs for dinner." He said frigidly. Finn frowned. "Won't we do it?" He asked with confusion in his tone. Niam's lips twitched. "You don't know what you are talking about, Finn." He picked up the clothes and pushed them into Finn's arms. "Change. We will do whatever you want in the future." He assured, gently patting Finn's black hair. Finn blinked rapidly. "Real... really?" "Hm." A small smile slowly graced his face as he stood up from the bed, and under Niam's calm gaze, he entered the bathroom. Staring at the closed door, Niam finally let out the breath he'd been holding for the past few minutes. He lowered his head to his bulge, and a sigh escaped his lips. "How c
Finn woke up with fear in his heart. He had a terrible dream. Ever since opening his eyes in this world, it was his first time having a dream, but it really wasn't a pleasant one. In his dream, Niam held hands with George and turned his back on him. "Don't go." Finn had begged, but all he received was the mocking eyes of George and Niam's indifference. He cried and ran, trying to reach them, but it was impossible. He watched as Niam walked away from his life, holding hands with another and never looking at him again. Finn couldn't bear it. He felt his heart tearing into pieces, and his entire body felt like it was being smashed with a heavy hammer. He hated the feeling. He was really scared. When he opened his eyes and saw Niam sitting worriedly beside his bed, Finn's raging heart nearly stopped. He felt the urge to cry. Niam hadn't left him. Niam had stayed with him, and he was staring at him at the moment. But... would Niam stay with him forever? Finn never wanted to lo
Finn's heart raced as he felt the strong arm wrapped around his waist. Without thinking, he turned and nestled into Niam's embrace, hugging him tight while his body trembled. He could also hear Niam's heartbeat... strong and erratic. "What was that, George?" Niam's voice was cold and detached, hiding a looming sense of danger. George took a step backward. Blood dripped from his hand onto the white marble floor."I... he started it, Niam." George's eyes turned teary. "He said you are his. He told me to fuck off." "Who is he to say that? Why?!" He seemed to have lost his mind. Finn slightly raised his head, but his eyes settled on Niam's face instead. "Let's leave this place, Niam." He said quietly. "I don't want to stay here." The smell of blood in the air made Finn feel sick, his head ached terribly. Niam lowered his head. His eyes flickered, and he gently held Finn's wrist. "Hm. I'll take you away from here." He assured. Holding Finn's hand, Niam led him out of the bathroo
The class turned quiet. Everyone looked at Finn with shock and disbelief in their eyes. Niam stilled. George's expression darkened. "What did you say?" His voice sounded strained. Finn smiled innocently. "Niam is mine." No one else would be allowed to touch the target. And he wouldn't bully anyone else either. He was his... his alone. [Ding! Favorability point +10][Congratulations, host. Favorability point: 65%]George's expression twisted. "You are insane." He cursed lowly. Just then, footsteps sounded behind them, attracting their attention. Finn was the first to turn his head, and seeing the teacher entering the class, he swallowed the question he was about to ask George. He glanced at Niam. "Let's sit. The exam is about to start." Then his brows raised slightly. "Do you need my help?" He remembered the system had told him last nig







