Reborn Student, Regrets All Around Novels & Stories

“Your real name is Kaleb. And as much as I want to kiss you right now… I still remember how you drove your blade into my heart.” The words left me raw. My knees threatened to give, but I held myself upright. His lips parted, his breath shallow. “My grandfather’s name was Kaleb. Everyone says I look just like him.” His throat bobbed as his eyes darted between me and the corpse on the table. “You are him,” I said, my voice breaking. “Reborn.” Something in him faltered. His gaze softened, though confusion still warred in his eyes. “I don’t know why, but… I believe you. Even if I can’t remember.”

"Yeah, if he didn't calculate the data, how did he know there was a problem?" "A life for a life! I heard the student who died was about to start his PhD program." I saw all the harsh comments directed at me and watched as Logan and Kaley falsely accused me. At that moment, I no longer understood the point of my rebirth. Did I come back to save them… or to save myself? I had saved them this time, but would my ending be the same as in my previous life?

"When I left Moretti, I had already returned everything I owed. The things you want to give me now were things I didn’t want three years ago. I want them even less now." The light in Adrian’s eyes cracked. "What about me?" he whispered. "You won’t even give me a chance to apologize?" "Apologizing is your choice. Accepting it is mine." His fingers curled around the edge of the window, and his voice nearly shook. "Elena, I wronged you in the last life too, didn’t I?" I lifted my eyes. Adrian stared at me as if he had finally caught the answer he feared most. "You remember too," he said. "You were reborn too."

After all, I had no dignity in our previous life. Since then, I had experienced death and had long since come to terms with reality. In my past life, I was obsessed with him and believed him to be the best. I was willing to die for him, but I ended up drowning alone, despite my selfless dedication. Now that I was reborn, I sought neither revenge nor love. I simply wanted to enjoy the rest of my life in peace. Thalyx still refused to let me be. He wanted me to love him and tolerate him loving someone else.

The screen was filled with insults, mockery, and photos of Daphne taken from every angle. "They caught the driver, too. The hearing's tomorrow. Do you want to go?" I shook my head. I needed to take my mom to the airport the next day, and then I would go back to school to file for a leave of absence. Too much had happened. I needed a gap year. When I returned to campus the next day, people stopped me along the way, asking how I was. At the dorm, a girl from next door ran up and grabbed my arm. "Daphne's inside. Want me to come in with you?"

Her voice softened slightly, but her words did not. “You still have options. Community college. Rolling admissions. A gap year. Applying again next cycle. But no one can erase the consequences of the choices you made.” Hearing that, the students sank into despair. The bright future they had imagined was gone. What waited for them now was either starting over or accepting far less than they had once expected. With everything settled, I looked down at the offer letter in my hand and finally felt a real sense of relief. I had survived. This time, I had protected my parents.

Her reflection stared back at her, but this time, it wasn’t the fragile, naïve girl she once was. She was reborn—with all her memories intact. “Daisy Croft, you’ve got a lot of work to do,” she whispered to herself. The door opened again, and her brother Liam stood there, smiling. "You don't want pancakes, huh, baby sis?" Daisy’s eyes welled up with tears. She had forgotten how much she missed him—his protective nature, his easy smile. "Did anyone bully you on set?" Liam asked, noticing her expression as he pulled her into a gentle hug, running his hand through her hair.

I tried pulling him off me. "What are you doing? Stop calling me 'Mom.' Your mother is Judy." His reaction was instant. "Mom, don't say that. You told me—no matter what happens, I'll always be your baby. You said if I ever felt wronged, I could come to you. Did you forget?" I froze. Those were indeed words I had once said—just not in this lifetime. They belonged to the past one. So Phillip had been reborn too. Seeing me caught off guard, his confidence grew.

That night, I'd overheard Derek talking to himself. At first, I'd wanted to figure out who he was talking to. Unexpectedly, a cold electronic voice suddenly echoed in my mind. It told me that it was Derek's system. But because I was the target receiving the transferred injuries, the moment I became aware of its existence, it automatically bound itself to me as well. At first, I was surprised, but then I considered the fact that I'd been reborn. Thus, the existence of a system didn't seem that far-fetched.

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.