Reborn Student, Regrets All Around Novels & Stories

But I need it now to survive. I don’t know if it just me pero ever since I woke up in this world, ang daming kong regrets na hindi ko alam sa aking buhay noon. Things I didn’t expect I would regret later on. Tulad ngayon. I absolutely hate the cliche self-introduction before pero ngayon I need it. But fate is really cruel dahil hindi niya ito binigay saakin. Pain, regret, and despair. Hayssss si Professor James na siguro ang pinaka-ideal at pinaka-perfect na Professor na nakita sa boung buhay ko kung hindi lang sa mga crazy ideas niya.

"What's this? What are you two doing? I'm still right here! You two lovebirds… Don't you feel any shame? You two can forget about this class! Stand outside right now and call your parents here this afternoon!" After standing outside the classroom for so long until my legs went numb, I finally realized something. I had been reborn. Wade whispered, "The teacher won't come out for a while. Want to sit down and rest your legs?" I looked at the swaying branches out the window, remembering Wade's red eyes and burning tears from my last life. Without thinking, I said, "We'll go to the same college, Wade. This time, we won't miss each other."

"No sir, as long as I remember I woke up in a building and some monster appeared and I just lost consciousness." He took a deep breath, "So you're a reborn." I frowned my eyebrows and said, "What is that?" I pretended to not know everything because it would be too suspicious to just wake up and have knowledge about this world. I should try to act like how a person should typically act when he just wakes up and found himself in an unfamiliar world. ***** Dr. Quazano explained to me, what is reborn, necro, and my current situation. Though I already knew a few things about it, I better understand the present world even more and what I had to do to survive it.

REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.

She said she was studying to become a counselor, because "nobody understands what it feels like to be misunderstood better than I do" I scrolled through the comments underneath. Some people reassured her that she did nothing wrong, and others asked if she could ever repay the 38 students whose lives she had derailed. I stared at the post for a long time, smiled to myself, and locked my phone. Time moved quickly. In my senior year, I was accepted into Hartfield's graduate program and stayed on. Caelum graduated from Bowman and took a position at an aerospace research institute down south. I'd catch glimpses of his life on social media every now and then. He was either pulling late nights at t

I stopped and looked at her for a few seconds, then I turned around and walked the other way. The past was over, and I would never look back. Everyone who had hurt me had already gotten what they deserved. My life was just beginning.

Tears filled her eyes as she muttered under her breath, "Aaron, why did you just let go of me and ignore me this time around? Why didn't you tell me you had also come back? Give me another chance, Aaron. Forgive me, please?" I sighed and walked up to her. "How did you know we were going to be reborn?" I asked. She looked at me, dazed. "It was just fate. I don't know either. If I could do it all over again, I would definitely hold on to you tightly and never let go!" Soon, several doctors came down the hallway and firmly escorted her back to her room. As they walked away, they talked about increasing her medication dosage to keep her illness under control.

No strength, no hope, no reason to keep fighting. A stream gurgled somewhere nearby—I could hear it but could not reach it. Water, so close yet impossibly far for someone too weak to crawl. The irony would have been funny if it were not so pathetic. I closed my eyes, accepting the inevitable. The rebirth had been a cruel joke. A chance to relive my suffering twice over, to experience rejection and death in new and creative ways. "I am sorry, Grandmother," I breathed into the uncaring forest. "I failed."

"Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too." Her pupils shrank. The color in her face faded completely. "You... You were reborn too?" I did not answer. I just looked at her. Maggie rested a hand on my shoulder. Her voice was gentle, but the weight behind it was unmistakable. "Gage, the police are already downstairs. What do you want to do to her?" I looked at Senna's face, the same face I had once been obsessed with. Now, all I felt was revulsion. "Whatever she did to me and my father in the last life, I want it paid back a hundred times over."

Faulty goods, cash flow crash, total collapse. But now? With my parents officially at war with them, none of that was happening again. I could finally relax—and bring food to Noah. Two weeks later, most of his injuries had healed. That's when our class president planned a graduation trip. "Andrea, I already owe you too much. I can't let you cover this too." Noah didn't want to go—mostly 'cause he couldn't afford it. But I wasn't letting him miss out. "Ever heard of 'too many debts to care'? Worst case, if you can't pay me back, just give yourself to me."