Prodigy Mindless Behavior Novels & Stories

“An fellow student has complained about your treatment towards Zinhle Mbule. You have been spreading disgusting rumors about her and that type of behaviour is unacceptable here. If I or any other guardian finds any of you spreading filth about one another, you will all be expelled from this program and your memories wiped of this place and if you attempt or reveal the secrecy of the GOH, you will be incarcerated and those you have revealed the secret to will have their memories wiped about the GOH and about your existence as in they will never know that you ever existed, like you were never born “stated Mr Phenyo. The students looked terrified, they neither smiled nor coughed. The class was

Their objections were completely within Zayn’s expectation. After all, there were few people in this world who could match his intellect, and ever since his vast improvements in his mental faculties, his IQ had grown exponentially. It would not be an exaggeration to imply that he could learn anything under the sun at least ten times faster than the unwashed, average Joe. Throw him a pile of super-duper difficult math questions, and he would solve them very quickly.

Ayajo asked, particularly sad and distressed and angry and wanted to immediately break open this guy head, completely disregarding the status between the two of them. But even if Ayajo know, he won’t pay attention to it as his experiments ad research is the only thing that is worth it for him to pay attention to and to be seen by his eyes. As a researcher, a professional and prodigy at that. He was respected highly by all citizens and even powerful figures alone in the mall fighting for their life all along. Prodigal researchers can be compared to Sotiras, except prodigal researchers can have their own ability but can have a little bit of ability by the formula that their research has succes

I couldn't even picture him crying now. He’d stayed in the elite academy because the curriculum for young geniuses suited him. Wolves in that tier were usually self-absorbed; they didn't bully because they didn't care about anyone else. That’s why he liked it. But I’d forgotten the crushing weight of being a prodigy in a room full of them. "Are you worried about the boy?" Ethan asked, plugging in the kettle. "Don't be. He’ll learn to master the pressure." I looked at him, surprised. "How can you be so sure?"

Words fired out at machine-gun speed. "Why is the human looking at me? Does she like me? Does she hate me? Does she like or hate me? Why is she still circling me? "Will she nuzzle me? Can I nuzzle her? Does she like me? Does she hate me? What—" Her thoughts were annoyingly loud and chaotic. I pretended to circle her a few more times, but mentally, I was drowning in her psychic high-speed rambling. Rather than overthinking, I decided to go on the offensive and deploy some cunning tricks.

“This isn’t about my performance, is it?, i feel this is personal.” For the first time, the prodigy’s cocky demeanor faltered. I caught it, a flicker of something in his eyes, something that felt eerily familiar. My heart skipped a beat as I stared at him. The curve of his jaw, the way his lips tightened ever so slightly… I had seen him before. It was not a mistake. The prodigy is someone I have seen. That's the reason for his unfair treatment. But where? The familiarity hit me like a tidal wave, yet I couldn’t place it. My head spun, torn between my anger and the strange sense of recognition. But before I could dig deeper into the feeling, the prodigy leaned forward, his voice cold and shar

“You think I don’t know. I’ve seen you in your worst. You come up with things as you go. You don’t plan ahead. I bet when you got your team in this exam, you thought what the fuck did I get then you made it work, beating them up. I saw you. After that, I bet you got rid of them one way or the other. Knowing you, you’ll take the easiest route. You’ll make others do your work while you chill behind…” “Alright! I got it. I go with the flow. So when will he finish this quickly?” “I bet he’s calculating the costs. It happens when he gets a lot of memories. How many regressions do you think he didn’t claim?” “3… 4… 10…” He kept shaking his head. “It’s been 25 regressions that he didn’t claim. What

“Alphas are an evolved state? You can destroy the genetic chain that forms one, but to create one? That’s impossible.” I knew that. I conducted and wrote the research that proved it. But if I had told Tommy, it wasn’t possible he would never accepted to treat the dog syndrome. “Isn’t that why a prodigy? To do the impossible?” I dropped that paper and picked up another. “You’re still a man not a god.” Valentina shook her head. “I can do it. I know I can.” My hand shot out, reaching for more papers, my grip as urgent as the tone in my voice

Ayajo asked, particularly sad and distressed and angry and wanted to immediately break open this guy head, completely disregarding the status between the two of them. But even if Ayajo know, he won’t pay attention to it as his experiments ad research is the only thing that is worth it for him to pay attention to and to be seen by his eyes. As a researcher, a professional and prodigy at that. He was respected highly by all citizens and even powerful figures alone in the mall fighting for their life all along. Prodigal researchers can be compared to Sotiras, except prodigal researchers can have their own ability but can have a little bit of ability by the formula that their research has succes

After several seconds, she forced out a single word, "Answer." "Life at the academy was fulfilling and meaningful. I successfully completed Emotional Suppression, Absolute Obedience, and Rational Thought Processing, the academy’s three core programs. "My graduation assessment received the highest rating. Instructor evaluation: ‘Most successful behavioral correction case of the year’." I recited every sentence with perfect precision, my voice emotionless, like an AI reading from a product manual. Silence swallowed the backseat. Then Bailey muttered under his breath, "She sounds just like Maddison now..."