Ever since then, I could no longer attend Art class. The only relief I have over my stressful childhood days was gone, making me more timid, gloomy, and restrained. All my drawing tools were confiscated, leaving me with nothing to do but practiced the most hateful thing for me- music. It was the most distressing time of my childhood days. I started to grow tired of things. I would always end up locked up because of my lack of motivation to finish my 'homework'. Nor have fun in anything. I can't do anything I want, what's the purpose of living then? As a child, I was not given the freedom to do what I want. My sister Anna was the only one who noticed my changes. She was worried about me. So one day, she sneaked out a sketchbook and a set of pens in my room. It was her own sketchbook. Because she was not good at art and most of her time was used in practicing piano, her sketchbook was neat as new. "Hide it. Don't let Mom see it, okay?" Anna risked sneaking in the sketchbook for my

I was suddenly overwhelmed by these girls. These classmates of mine never bother me nor do I bother to talk to them. So being surrounded by them and acting all friendly all of a sudden took me by surprise. It was still early and the professor out first class hasn't started yet. The other classmates were also looking on this way, waiting for me to answer. Did the matter really go big this time? Just yesterday it was all peace. Ah, I was not able to pay attention to my surroundings yesterday because of the dead rabbit incident and Kane's strong and annoying presence. So I did not know that the video and the bet were starting to spread at that time. And today, it seemed that everyone knows about it. Ah so much for avoiding trouble. Seeing these people's curious gazes, I answered slowly. "...A hundred percent." It was silent for a few seconds then a loud cheer followed. "Yes! I have chosen the right bet!" "It is right to believe in our own department!" I was stunned for a mom

.... But Michelle's reminder worked. So that evening, I waited for Layla to arrive. Eduardo drove her to Golden Mansion and only said 'Hi' to us and left. He still did not stay in the house. It was really inconvenient for him to go back and forth like this. Well, I don't know what that man was thinking. But seeing them together made me realize that Kane's progress with Layla was so slow- ah no- there was no progress at all. I should start making plans about it. Or else Layla would be completely taken away. "You are still awake?" Layla put down her belongings as she massaged her shoulder. "Did Eduardo make you do manual labor?" "Nah. It's just that I don't do anything all day but sit up straight. I am more used to moving around so much." I raised my eyebrow. It seemed that Layla was working diligently even though she was only sitting up straight. "By the way, make time for me tomorrow," I said. Layla's eyes lit up. "Are you finally going to treat me?" "...." Layla pouted a

A/n: This is the chapter for Chapter 37. The editor is available on weekdays so I can't edit the previous chapter. The changes would reflect by Monday. **** The poll refreshed again and the side which Layla and Eduardo were going out was continuously rising. Finally, the voting poll ended. Eighty-seven percent of the votes believed Layla and Eduardo were going out. The 13% that left was probably my department which believed in me. It seemed like Layla would have her money back tripled. I closed my phone, regretting that I did not place a money bet as Layla did. Michelle's haughty voice sounded again. "It's very obvious. Only blind people would not figure out what was going on between them, right?" The surroundings turned noisy. They all agreed with Michelle's reasoning. "W-what should we do? It seemed that the two is going out...or if not...perhaps they are friends with benefits?" I heard some anxious murmurs behind me. My department was getting nervous. They too seemed

A/n: This is for chapter 39.***She had been cornered and the only way out was to admit defeat.The people in the acting department also knew this fact. They looked at Michelle and started to blame her."Michelle, you said that you are very confident that we win this bet. But what is happening? The Golden Heir showed up and denied your claims with evidence! Are we really going to lose in front of the whole school?!""Are we really going to treat those lowly art department students like our seniors for the whole semester?! Ah...this is seriously embarrassing!"They already know that they messed up. With Eduardo's firm stance and foolproof evidence, it was clear that they have lost.While on the other hand, the Art Department was excited. They did not let this chance to insult the Acting Department pass by."Haha! Now, who is blind? It's you guys who are delusional! Making up stories in your own.""They are so smug earlier because they thought they could just slander anyone they want t