My High School Nerd Rival - Chapter 96

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Chapter 96
Third Dormitory Anonymous Board
[WARNING]
Couples, seriously, knock it off.
Posted by: Anonymous | 09:54
Keep your laughing out of my room, damn it. What are you doing in there anyway?
[Anonymous 1]
Poor thing
[Anonymous 2]
Pitiful soul
[Anonymous 3]
Tragic creature
[Original Post]
I’m reporting every single one of you from now on
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[Anonymous 4]
Petty thing
Third Dormitory Anonymous Board
[RANDOM]
Did you see the warning notice at the Swimming Pool?
Posted by: Anonymous | 10:23
The Class Representative posted a notice saying there’d be demerits and disciplinary action if anyone uses it after 9 PM lol
[Anonymous 1]
It was pretty loud yesterday though
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[Anonymous 2]
Funny thing is, how do they even expect people to hold back? lol
[Anonymous 3]
But the real problem at the pool isn’t the noise—stop putting oil on yourselves. Do you really think slathering your bodies with that stuff does anything?
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[Anonymous 4]
Yeah just makes the floor slippery
[Anonymous 5]
Love you, Mia
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[Anonymous 6]
Love you, Mia
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[Anonymous 7]
Love you, Mia
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[Anonymous 5]
Seven, get out
[Anonymous 8]
But seriously, why is Mia so popular with the girls?????
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[Anonymous 5]
Because she’s beautiful
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[Anonymous 6]
Because she’s cute
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[Anonymous 7]
She’s popular with guys too
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[Anonymous 5]
Seven, get out
[Anonymous 9]
Was Logan here yesterday?
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[Anonymous 2]
Yeah, he was
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[Anonymous 9]
Why has Logan become so invisible lately???
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[Anonymous 7]
Lost his princess status to Mia.
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[Anonymous 5]
Seven, get lost
[Anonymous 10]
But why does it feel like our Class Representative is the only one always working?
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[Anonymous 11]
Maybe First-year pushed all the work onto them? Thug
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[Anonymous 12]
If you felt bad for the Class Representative, you’d all be quieter. Doesn’t it occur to you that the reason they’re getting pushed around by First-year is because of your noise?
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[Anonymous 7]
Nope, doesn’t occur to me.
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[Anonymous 1]
Seven, get out
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[Anonymous 10]
Seven, get out
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[Anonymous 9]
Seven, get out
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And then the awaited day arrived.
After Latin Class ended, the students submitted their translations and essays to Hartley’s desk.
“Nothing missing, right?”
At Fabian’s question, Ivy nodded with confidence.
“Nope. I checked three times.”
Ivy made her way toward Hartley’s desk with a light step.
To be honest, this assignment had been truly flawless. Fabian had done his part responsibly, and Ivy had given her absolute best.
Even during a period when her mind was in turmoil!
In front of the teacher’s desk, students who’d come to submit their work ahead of them were waiting in line, and ahead of Ivy were Cyrus and Mia.
The gap between them was about a meter wide.
And the reason for that gap soon became apparent.
As Mia bolted out of the classroom right after submitting her work, she cried out:
“Finally, I’m done!”
Her voice brimmed with relief, as if she’d just escaped overwhelming oppression.
…Well, it made sense.
Cyrus had a bit of a perfectionist streak.
When Ivy had done a group project with him, they’d fought so much that the teacher had actually scolded them both.
He probably clashed with Mia even more.
Even now, Mia was surrounded by girlfriends in the hallway, venting about her recent ordeal.
Cyrus also departed looking thoroughly exhausted, heading back to his seat.
As he passed by Ivy, his pace seemed to slow slightly…. Was it an illusion, or was it real?
“Ivy, Montrose. You both worked hard.”
There was no time to dwell on Cyrus further—now it was their turn to submit.
They placed their prepared assignment on the desk.
“It was interesting,” Ivy said.
At her words, the teacher smiled with satisfaction.
It wasn’t flattery; it was true.
Though she’d almost let slip a hope that next time it wouldn’t be a group project—she managed to swallow that back.
“Good, I’m glad you found it worthwhile. I hope you do well on the exam too.”
Since there was another student waiting to submit, Ivy and Fabian bowed slightly and returned to their seats.
“You worked hard, Ivy.”
Fabian spoke as he gathered his bag.
“It was just an assignment, don’t mention it.”
“I wonder if we’ll get to work together again.”
The words came back with a gentle smile.
Ivy hesitated for a moment before responding.
“You’d get sick of me if we only worked with each other, wouldn’t you?”
He didn’t answer. He smiled for a moment, then left the classroom, saying he had another class.
“…….”
Ivy watched his retreating figure as he moved away, one step at a time.
The heavy weight that had been pressing on her heart seemed to dissolve.
She couldn’t understand it. Fabian was nothing but kind, so why did she feel this way?
In any case, she decided not to think too deeply about it.
The assignment was done now, and like other students, she and Fabian would just be acquaintances who ran into each other a few times around campus.
After Latin Class, Ivy adjusted her bag and headed to the Science Building. She had an hour to spare before her next class.
As Exam Period approached, the Science Building grew quieter than usual. The lab sessions had been temporarily suspended.
Ivy made her way to the cool landing on the first floor.
There was a long bench by the window with a grassy lawn spread out beyond it—a spot with a clear view.
Cool air drifted in through the half-open window.
Ivy sat with her back to the window and pulled out her Laptop. She had an email from Owen.
[I conducted the search as you requested, but there is no one I can identify as the person in question.]
The effort to find her nanny had never stopped.
Yet it only ever yielded the same lonely results.
“…So there’s no one.”
It was a disappointment that had repeated many times over. Still, the hollow feeling never dulled.
Ivy finished reading the report, then took out her Mobile Phone and made a call.
A familiar voice came through before even a single dial tone had finished.
-Yes, Your Highness.
“I saw the email. Thanks for checking on it even though you’re busy.”
-It’s part of my duty. I’m sorry the results aren’t more encouraging.
“That’s not your fault.”
Nor was it her nanny’s fault. She had left the royal house under ignominious circumstances, and it was natural for such people to hide themselves.
So the fault for her nanny’s disappearance lay entirely with Ivy.
-You’re blaming yourself again, I see.
“…No, it’s not like that!”
Ivy quickly denied it, hoping to cut off Owen’s consolation before it came.
“I was just thinking—it’s strange that she still hasn’t been found even with all this searching. Did she really emigrate?”
-Anyone who served the royal house undergoes a notification at immigration control when they leave the country.
“But if she changed her name, then…ah.”
Ivy fell silent for a moment, staring blankly into the void.
Why hadn’t she thought of this before?
“Can you look into it?”
-I’m not sure it will be possible. That falls within the scope of personal information protection, so there’s actually nothing I can touch.
With each passing year, the bounds of personal information protection had only widened.
Well, there was nothing more important than that, so it couldn’t be helped.
“Just check whatever you can.”
-I will. Your Highness misses her very much.
“Yes.”
Ivy closed her eyes for a moment. Years had passed, yet she’d never forgotten.
Those gentle hands.
“…I miss her.”
As she murmured the words and opened her eyes,
a shadow fell across her head.
Ivy gasped in shock, shut her Laptop quickly, and fumbled to shove her Mobile Phone into her pocket.
Then she spun around immediately.
Cyrus was standing outside the window.
In that instant, her mind went blank.
How long had he been there? Had she said anything that would give away her status?
“I was just passing by.”
Though Ivy hadn’t asked anything, he spoke quietly, gripping the window frame.
It was only a beat later that she realized it was an ‘excuse’.
“I didn’t mean to startle you. Sorry.”
“…Yeah.”
Ivy gripped her Laptop tightly.
“It’s fine. I wasn’t that startled.”
Cyrus’s eyes behind his Glasses narrowed slightly, as if saying ‘you’re lying’.
“Really.”
And Ivy hesitated before asking:
“How long have you been standing there?”
It was awkward, but it was a question she had to ask. If she’d left him with any suspicions, it was better to clear them up right away.
“Just before you noticed me.”
“Ah.”
Relief flooded through her. Only then could Ivy manage a small smile.
That meant he hadn’t heard the actual conversation.
Cyrus leaned a bit further over the window frame into the shade.
As he entered the shadow with her, the color of his irises came into sharper focus.
A gust of wind blew through the open window, tousling Cyrus’s hair slightly.
“Specifically, when you said ‘I miss her.'”
Ah.

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