Becoming Number One with Confession Attacks - Chapter 4

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#4

“Why is this damn school so slow at processing things? I clearly submitted all my community service certificates, but they’re telling me to hurry up and submit them. All they need to do is approve them.”

“They say to submit community service certificates three months before graduation because their processing is that slow.”

“I submitted mine four months ago and it still hasn’t been approved. When are they going to approve it?”

“Administrative processing is slow, but this time they said to report any broken furniture in the dormitories. Then they’ll replace it with new ones.”

Those holding notification letters in their hands were all busy cursing the school.

Sonnet agreed inwardly as she passed by them.

Come to think of it, the letter that usually came was missing.

Normally, Sonnet should have received the same letter they got. Telling her to quickly submit her community service certificate to graduate on time.

Sonnet had already submitted her community service certificate two months ago.

But the school didn’t process it right away and kept delaying. Saying they had a backlog of administrative work.

‘Maybe the notification letter delivery was also delayed because they’re so backed up.’

Just as she was leaving the dormitory to properly check this time, people were crowding in front of the bulletin board.

Wondering if it might be about school grades, Sonnet pushed through them to get closer to the bulletin board.

Simply ignoring the strange looks from those beside her who were staring at her like she was weird.

On the bulletin board, ‘NOTICE’ was written in very large letters, with simple content below it.

[Student Petro, currently in his 5th semester, is sentenced to repeat one semester and pay a fine of 5 million marks for unlawfully occupying school buildings and repeatedly causing mental distress to students of this school.]

Below that was written ‘Report Broken Furniture (Will be replaced arbitrarily if not reported)’, which seemed to be what the students were talking about earlier.

Sonnet read the disciplinary content again.

‘Repeatedly causing mental distress to students of this school’

Petro had indeed gone too far. After all, Selene was even transferring schools because of Petro.

While she continued looking at the bulletin board, voices echoed around her.

“Why isn’t she receiving any punishment?”

“Right. That level of confession wasn’t a confession but a curse, wasn’t it?”

“But didn’t Aiden accept it?”

The voices cut off there, followed by quiet murmuring sounds.

Sonnet turned around and squeezed out from between the people.

She was puzzled too. Of course, Sonnet hadn’t hung cloth on buildings without permission like Petro, but she had still attached cloth with a cursed confession written on it to the classroom wall.

Though the professor didn’t find out, her classmates disliked Sonnet, so they would have somehow informed the school about this.

Yet Sonnet received no related punishment. There wasn’t even an atmosphere of it being problematized.

Even though she had targeted Aiden from the Rosefield family, who could be considered the owner of this school.

‘Is it because Aiden accepted my confession?’

While Sonnet was pondering, someone tapped her small shoulder.

When Sonnet frowned and looked, a man with acne on his cheeks immediately spoke upon seeing her.

“What’s going on?”

It was Tester.

He was the only friend who communicated with Sonnet. Sonnet turned her head and said.

“What do you mean?”

When Sonnet walked toward the administrative office, Tester followed.

“I’ve known you for 15 years and experienced various things, but this is the first time I’ve heard something so extraordinary.”

It seemed Tester had already heard through rumors too.

When Sonnet didn’t answer, Tester suddenly blocked her path.

“You really did something crazy.”

Sonnet nonchalantly avoided Tester and resumed walking.

Tester persistently followed behind such Sonnet while saying.

“Even if Aiden seems nice, don’t you know he’s from the Rosefield family?”

“….”

“He doesn’t even treat people like us as human, but he’s just tolerating us because we’re at the same school.”

“….”

“He even almost killed someone.”

Tester cautiously looked around before looking at Sonnet with serious eyes.

Sonnet stopped walking.

She had never heard that Aiden had almost killed someone.

It was surprising because it was unexpected.

Aiden always seemed relaxed, and from his leisurely aristocratic attitude, he didn’t seem like someone who would kill anyone or show violent tendencies.

No, wait. Thinking back, Aiden seemed quite interested in war-related books and weapon-related literature.

‘…Maybe he’s hiding violent tendencies unlike his outward appearance.’

Sonnet wanted to know more details about this.

“Aiden killed someone?”

Tester looked around once, then led the way across the corridor with quick steps.

Sonnet silently followed behind him.

As soon as they exited the door in the corridor, cicada sounds were heard and heat rushed in.

Tester stood by a tree with long drooping leaves and turned around.

Only after reaching a place with few people did Tester open his mouth.

“When he was 15? When he attended Royal Junior School, he beat someone nearly to death. The person didn’t die, but after that he lived as a mercenary for 8 years before coming here.”

This was the first time hearing about this.

What could have been the reason for someone who had everything to become so cruel?

“Why did he beat someone to that extent?”

“I don’t know. They say when he snaps, that’s what happens.”

Sonnet thought of Aiden reading books in an upright posture. And even his appearance wielding a long rod while riding a horse.

‘He does play polo enthusiastically, but he didn’t seem that violent….’

Tester spoke with emphasis as if stating an important fact.

“They say he often plays around in back alley bare-knuckle fighting rings.”

“Someone from the Rosefield family plays around in bare-knuckle fighting rings?”

Bare-knuckle fighting rings were more for commoners to play rough rather than something nobles enjoyed.

Tester nodded and continued.

“They say he does that even on his mother’s death anniversary.”

Sonnet’s brow furrowed.

“Even on his mother’s death anniversary?”

“I’m not sure of the details, but there are such rumors.”

No matter how much Sonnet thought about it, she couldn’t understand.

Why would Aiden, who seemed to have everything, deliberately play around so crudely?

And to do so even on his mother’s death anniversary.

But since unverified rumors sometimes circulated and Tester didn’t seem to have actually seen it, Sonnet calmly spoke.

“How did you find out about that?”

“How could I not know? The rumors have already spread all around.”

“I didn’t know?”

Tester laughed as if it was ridiculous.

“That’s because you only do your damn studying.”

“But I still know what I should know….”

Sonnet generally knew the big stories circulating around. Because she heard them even without trying to find out.

Sonnet thought about Aiden for a moment, then her eyebrows furrowed.

“So most people know that Aiden almost killed someone and plays around so crudely?”

“Yeah.”

Sonnet’s eyebrows furrowed even more than before.

“And yet the kids still like Aiden?”

Not just the boys, but the girls also showed affection toward Aiden and confessed to him frequently.

Tester leaned against a tree and crossed his arms.

“The boys especially go crazy for that. Aiden did work as a mercenary for quite a while too.”

“….”

“And think about it. The Rosefield Family, that face, that body—how could they not like him?”

“But he almost killed someone.”

“That’s all ancient history. Nobody actually died.”

“Still….”

“They’re different from us.”

That was true.

Sonnet was the same as Tester, while Aiden and those around him were different.

The only reason Sonnet and Tester could even attend this prestigious academy with its long history, reserved for high-ranking nobles, was because of the respect system established by the Loster Kingdom.

At least Sonnet and Tester had achieved excellent grades at the junior school they previously attended, allowing them to mix with this crowd.

Though they weren’t really mixing in.

“Anyway, don’t get close to Aiden.”

Sonnet didn’t respond.

With money and honor at stake, she had to achieve first place no matter what.

Tester stared intently at Sonnet before opening his mouth.

“Who else but me would tell you these things? Even though you’re obsessed with studying, you’re so inexperienced when it comes to relationships that you’re practically innocent.”

Sonnet had nothing to say.

Especially since Tester’s words were true.

“And once you get fixated on something, you dive in like crazy.”

“….”

“I have to talk to you like this so that you can at least….”

“Then what about my first place?”

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