All Chapters of This Time, I'm the Fool: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

"Naomi! Oh my god—are you okay?!"That familiar voice, paired with Maisie Brighten's hypocritical face, appeared right in front of me. In that instant, I realized I had been reborn—back to the very first day of freshman orientation.In my previous life, it had been on this exact day that Maisie had "accidentally" spilled hot coffee all over me. She had then "kindly" offered to check whether my phone had gotten wet, only to "carelessly" send one of my private photos into the class group chat and immediately delete it—too fast for me to do anything. Just like that, on the very first day of school, I had become the class joke for everyone's to gossip about.I jolted upright and lunged for the phone on the desk, but Maisie was quicker. She snatched it away, unlocked it with practiced ease, and spoke in a rush, "I'll help you check if water got inside!"The very next second, she covered her mouth and cried out in fake panic, her face full of helplessness. "Oh no—what do we do?! Naomi, I

Just before the drink reached my lips, I reached out and grabbed Chloe, who had just come out of the shower. "Chloe, I'm really sorry about what happened last time. Since Maisie treated me to this drink, I'll pass it on to you instead—consider it my apology, okay?”Faced with my pitiful look, Chloe took the cup with clear impatience. Maisie panicked instantly and tried to stop it. "No, you can't—”"Why not?" I cut her off, blinking innocently. "It's fine, I'm on a diet anyway.”Maisie was left speechless, stammering helplessly as she could only watch Chloe take a big gulp of the drink.Ten minutes later, Chloe clutched her stomach and rushed into the bathroom, her face twisted in pain.'I knew it—it was spiked.' I laughed to myself, but on the surface, I put on a worried expression. "What's going on? Should we go see the school nurse?”Maisie was both furious and anxious, clearly wanting to say something but not daring to. Suddenly, her eyes darted, and she poked a straw into her

The next second, the cursor landed right on it. My eyes widened in shock as I shouted, "Not that one! You can't click that!"But it was already too late. Maisie's eyes lit up as she eagerly opened the folder, and then she even put on an innocent face. "Oh, sorry. My hand slipped."Three seconds later, though, she froze when she saw what appeared on the screen. A video popped up—the surveillance footage from the night her exam admission slip had been ruined. Every frame was crystal clear, showing that she herself had "accidentally" spilled the coffee, then immediately turned around and blamed me for it, accusing me of being the one who did it.Maisie's face drained of color as she scrambled to close the video, fingers flying in panic, but the damage was already done. The looks directed at her had shifted—from shock, to uproar, to open disgust—finally settling into pure contempt."Wow, that's some next-level blame-shifting. And she did it with such confidence, too.""She spilled it

I tracked Maisie down and confronted her in anger. But she brushed it off lightly, saying, "Oh, I always mix my words up. Besides, if you're innocent, you've got nothing to fear—why are you reacting so strongly? Could I… actually have hit the nail on the head?" After that, she even stuck her tongue out at me playfully.This time, I didn't swallow it. Instead, I sent the screenshots straight into the group chat and addressed it head-on. 'Maisie, what you're doing is defamation.'She fired back without a shred of guilt. 'And how is this defamation? I heard you say it on the phone with my own ears! Do you dare swear to the heavens that you never said those words?!'I let out a cold laugh and threw her own words from my previous life right back at her. 'How can you slander me like this? I clearly said "jogging buddy" and "jogging meetup." I just have bad pronunciation, that's all. Why are you so determined to wrong me?'The group chat stayed silent. But not long after, a third person f

Maisie looked even more panicked than I did, desperately denying everything—until I played the surveillance footage.The video laid it all bare. It clearly recorded how she had screamed and smashed things in the dorm, how she had slipped sleeping pills into my cup when no one was around, and how, this time, she tried to kill me using toxic bacteria.In an instant, the room erupted. Everyone was stunned by what they saw."My god, Maisie—we're all classmates. How could you be this vicious?""You're like a demon. That's terrifying."Faced with the crowd's sharp accusations and open contempt, Maisie completely fell apart. She couldn't even form words at first. After a long moment, she finally pieced herself together and screamed shakily, "Yes! I did those things! But are all of you blind?! Can't you see how scheming she is?! Her personality was entirely fake! She's been playing all of you the whole time!"Yet not a single person there was swayed by her words.Because me acting like