Mga Maiikling Kwento tungkol sa Familial Bond at mga Nobela ng Campus Beauty na may Face Slapping

It was the accolades for the school's top ten students. I had just gone onto the stage when the screen turned black. Soon, dozens of snapshots appeared. Snapshots of chat history that sounded like a seedy deal was going on. The whole campus was in an uproar. I was the one who sent the texts, and the recipient was the valedictorian and the campus' most handsome guy, who was sitting in the first row. He was Blake Landton, a junior in finance. "I'm out of money. Gimme 5,000." "I'm sleeping at your place tonight. Don't lock the door." "If you won't give me money, I'll hound you every day until your reputation is ruined." The faculty belle charged up the stage with a mic in hand. She jabbed a finger at me and announced righteously, "See? Yvonne's not some innocent top student. She's just a gold digger who harasses and extorts Blake for money! Someone this shameless doesn't deserve this prize!" Everyone under the stage shot me disdainful looks, and the school's top brass looked displeased. The She's shared her food with me several times. belle looked at me smugly. "Blake's too kind to call the cops, but you must reflect on your gold-digging in front of us right now!" I stared at the out-of-context texts and held my forehead. Blake was my grandmother's son. She had him at an advanced age, which meant that he was my uncle. So, it also meant that I could stay the night at my uncle's place and shake some money out of him. That right there was a niece's privilege, and it didn't make me a gold digger.

My stepbrother, Terence Norman, had one goal in life: finding a way around the SAT and getting guaranteed admission. To pull it off, he deliberately staged an accident on the first day of the SAT, sending the daughter of the richest family in the country over the side of a bridge. The girl nearly drowned. Terence jumped into the river pretending to be the hero, even missing the SAT because of it. Not only did I not stop him, but I even contacted the media myself and made sure the story spread everywhere. Because in my previous life, after overhearing Terence's plan, I tried to talk him out of it. I told him the Lawsons might be the richest family around, but there was no way they could change SAT policy. That, and the Lawsons hated being manipulated more than anything. Terence listened to me. When the scores came out, he ended up dead last in the school. On the surface, he acted like he had accepted his fate. During the celebration for college admissions, he stabbed me to death. His face twisted with rage as he screamed at me. "If you hadn't stopped me, I would've saved the Lawson heiress and become her hero! They would've paid to get me admitted somewhere for sure. And maybe Mr. Lawson would've seen what a good person I was and made me his son-in-law! You ruined my life!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the SAT. This time, I wanted to see what would happen after Terence nearly killed Kendall Lawson, the girl most likely to become the top SAT scorer.

I’d just stepped onto the moonstone stage at Ettelgard Academy’s annual Induction Ceremony. The screen behind me went black. The next second, a recording blasted through the hall. 【“I’m out of funds. Send me five thousand.”】 【“I need the Alpha-level combat ring tonight. Give me access.”】 【“If you don’t, I’m telling everyone your big secret. Your whole ‘untouchable Alpha’ act? It’ll be over. You’ll be ruined.”】 The crowd of a thousand elites from every major pack went silent. Then whispers erupted. That girl on the recording? The one shamelessly demanding credits? Yeah. That was me. And the guy she was "blackmailing"? Julian Valerius. The strongest pureblood wolf of our generation—the one everyone expected to become an Alpha. Scarlett, the Beta pack’s heir, stormed the stage. She pointed right at me, her voice shrill with fake righteousness. “Did you hear that? Aurora Vance isn’t some quiet bookworm. She’s a leech! A parasite who’s been blackmailing Julian for credits and privileges! A disgrace to her bloodline! She doesn’t deserve any honor from this academy!” A thousand sharp glares cut into me like daggers. On the dais, the Elders’ faces were grim. Scarlett savored my humiliation, her voice dripping with arrogance. “Aurora, Julian is too generous to stoop to your level. But you will apologize. You will beg this academy for forgiveness for being a shameless, clinging fraud!” I stared at the screen, the recording of my "blackmail" still playing. Exhausted, I pressed my fingers to my forehead. This was a total joke. Julian Valerius is my grandfather’s youngest son. My dad’s little brother. He is my literal, honest-to-God uncle. And that “big secret”? It was a threat to tell everyone how our grandmother used to chase him around the manor with a switch when he was a kid.