Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reborn Top Student: Clearing a Cheating Scandal: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I sat in my seat, the clothes on my back completely drenched in sweat. My hands were ice-cold; I could barely hold my pen steady, and my handwriting looked like a bunch of squiggly earthworms.The despair from my past life still felt painfully real. Everyone had cursed at me, called me a cheater, a disgrace, and said I got what I deserved. But I clearly hadn't done anything wrong.Now, I knew better than anyone else that this was real. I was given a chance to start over, and there was one thing I knew for certain—the whistleblower letter was submitted on the second day of the exam.Sabrina claimed she had seen me making a transaction with someone outside the school on June 3rd, which was two days from now. She would visit the academic affairs office with the two "witnesses", and everything would repeat itself.No. I refused to walk that path again in this lifetime, but what should I do? Should I confront her, tell the teachers, or expose her ahead of time?None of that would work.

On June 8th, at 2:00 pm, I was in the laboratory measuring the light absorbance of our samples. My phone was on silent mode, face down on the lab bench.After finishing a set of readings, I looked out the window.The sun shone brightly, illuminating the lawn in front of the science building, where a few university students sat under the shade of the trees reading books.At 2:47 pm, the language test began. According to the timeline of my past life, Sabrina should have handed in that whistleblower letter by now.I lowered my head and continued my experiment.At 3:20 pm, the experiment wrapped up. I took off my gloves and picked up my phone.The moment the screen lit up, I noticed there were 37 missed calls, nine from Mom, 12 from Ms. Wells, and 7 from Ms. Hudson. The rest were numbers I didn't recognize.The class group chat had exploded, showing more than 999 unread messages. I tapped on it and scrolled all the way to the top.During the noon lunch break, Sabrina had sent a mes

No one said a word.The conference room fell dead silent for a few seconds before Professor Richard suddenly spoke up. "I probably shouldn't say this, but…"Everyone turned to him."The student who filed the report submitted the whistleblower letter on the afternoon of the second day of the college entrance exam, right before the language test started, correct?"When Ms. Hudson nodded, Professor Richard smiled with a distinctly mocking smirk."So while everyone else waited outside the examination hall doing last-minute review, she wasn't studying or getting ready for the exam. Instead, she was busy filing a whistleblower letter."That takes a lot of nerve."I looked down at the desk and dug my fingernails deep into my palms. It wasn't out of anger, but out of sheer, chilling disappointment.That was exactly what Sabrina had done in my last life.Right before the language test, while everyone else crowded the hallway doing a last-minute review of their essay templates, she quie

In my past life, I kept asking myself the same questions until the day I died.Why me? Why did Sabrina ruin me?In this lifetime, I stopped asking that question. Some people didn't need a reason to be evil. She envied me, and that was that. To her, even my breathing was a mistake.Later, Sabrina had someone pass along a message to me, saying she wanted to apologize in person, but I never replied.There was no point. Her apology meant nothing to me.Where was she when I died in my past life? She had held up her official acceptance letter and stood at the school gates, posing for a photo with Eric, smiling brighter than anyone else.Eric had come to me, too. He stood outside the main gates of the University of Arendale and waited for an entire afternoon.I saw him when I walked out of the campus. He had lost a lot of weight, his stubble was unshaven, and his eyes were completely bloodshot."Kiara," he called out to me.I paused in my tracks, and he opened his mouth to continue,

As for Eric, Ms. Wells told me that his role as an accomplice who withheld information was leaked at his university. Now, he could barely hold his head up on campus.I replied with an "Okay" before Ms. Wells sent another message, "I'm so sorry, Kiara. I failed you."I didn't reply, but it wasn't because I held a grudge. Some things were better left in the past.In my past life, Ms. Wells had been part of the investigation team. She hadn't trusted me either, but I didn't blame her anymore. There were too many people to blame, and I couldn't be bothered to remember them all.In November, the weather turned cold. I sat by the window in the library as fallen gingko leaves blanketed the ground outside. They were brilliantly golden, swept up by the wind, only to drift down again.I closed my book and stared blankly out the window.On this day in my past life, I had swallowed the sleeping pills. In this lifetime, I was sitting in a university library with an unfinished textbook spread o