I was a scholarship student. On my first day at the elite academy, the school bully kicked my desk. "Take off those colored contacts and dye your hair back." I closed my book and looked at him. "Congenital albinism. My hair color is natural, and so is my eye color." He silently retracted his leg. Two days later, he was hugging a tree, sobbing: "I deserve to die!" During military training, the instructor tried to force me to participate. He grabbed the instructor by the collar furiously. "Don't you know albinism patients can't be exposed to the sun?" 1 On the first day of school, a smart robot helped me pack. "This time, you'll offend three people: the School Hunk, the School Bully, and the Academic God." "They are incredibly handsome, come with their own BGM and screams, and are the ones you can spot instantly in a crowd." The robot, Sion, was nagging like an old mother. I lay on the bed, looking up at the silver ring on my middle finger, feeling a bit dazed. "Sion, can my illness really be cured?" I have congenital albinism, a lifelong condition with no cure. I had already given up hope. But half a month ago, my fingertip suddenly stung, and a silver ring appeared on my middle finger. A person suddenly appeared in my mind: handsome, sunny, white T-shirt, tall, his face full of vigor and vitality. He bounced around in my mind, excitement written all over his face. "Holy cow, transmutation is real?!" "Who am I? Where am I? Why is there nothing here?" He saw me curled up in a corner. "A kid? Silver hair, light red pupils... Holy cow, Cub!!" He rushed over with an excited face and hugged me, rubbing my head vigorously. My spiritual body trembled. He chattered endlessly. In half an hour, he said more than I had in my entire life. The word he shouted most was "Cub." My fingers curled. I was an orphan, my parents died early. I hadn't been a "cub" for a long time. He said his name was Sion, sent by God to save me, to give me a perfect Happy Ending. He touched my head and said he could help cure my albinism. The condition was to max out the affection points of three characters and safely survive the school period. He made me sign up for a famous elite academy. I applied just for fun, thinking I wouldn't get in, but three days later, I received the invitation letter. I looked at the gold-stamped admission letter in surprise. The tuition was a million dollars. No scholarship. I looked at him. The smart robot in front of me had hands on his hips, laughing wildly. "Small case. Just a little micro-transaction of $1000. Half a month's living expenses." He flashed a V sign at me: "For Cub, it's my duty." 2 The rent was due, and with no money to renew, the landlord kicked us out. I spent 33 dollars to buy back the old robot Sion used to possess. Holding the simple robot with peeling paint, I walked on the street, feeling quite desolate. He jumped down from my arms, bashful yet heroic. "The sponsor absolutely cannot let Cub suffer!" Three minutes later, a bodyguard in a suit drove a black Cayenne and took us to a villa area. I stared dumbfounded at the magnificent palace-like house built with white jade bricks. This Sion really had something. I wanted to believe in miracles again. He looked at the luxurious villa with joy on his face too. "Good lord, 300 dollars to live in such a villa, even if only for three months, it's worth it!" "Thinking of my poor background, I've never lived in such a good place." "Cub, this is your home from now on, don't be polite." He jumped on the bed and started rolling on the latex mattress. The snow-white mattress was covered with peeling paint. Although he was a robot, I could feel he was happy. I looked at him and smiled genuinely for the first time. Happy people are happy in everything they do. Calling me Cub, actually, he was the Cub. 3 School finally started. Sion possessed the silver ring and quietly drilled out. "Cub, Papa probably can't accompany you to school." "Tell Papa if you need anything, I'll try my best to satisfy Cub." Papa? My mouth twitched, but I finally nodded. After all, he sent me to the elite school, prepared a villa for me, and gave me living expenses. He really looked like my dad... Sugar Daddy. I was silent. "Damn it! Why do I have an 8 AM class here? Why can't I accompany Cub more?" "Played Bad Endings so many times, poured in so much effort, must get a Good Ending!" Sion reluctantly pawed my hand and left whimpering. "..." The silver ring made no more sound. 4 To save money, I transferred buses three times. When I arrived with my suitcase, the sun had set. A layer of afterglow fell on the white jade gold-stamped school gate. However, the guard crossed his arms, looked at me, and wouldn't let me in. "Sorry, you're ten minutes late. Locked. Come back tomorrow." I pursed my lips. School rules didn't allow a poor student like me to break them. I turned to leave. But I saw three luxury cars driving towards me. A black Cayenne, a Rolls-Royce, and a Maserati, exuding grace and luxury, but driving very dominantly and arrogantly. I frowned and made way. Raised my eyebrows, about to watch the luxury car owners eat humble pie. But I saw the closed gate open, and the three black luxury cars drove in, leaving me a view of their backs. I looked at the guard, pointing at the three cars: "Why can they enter?" The guard straightened his collar and glanced at me lightly. "They are the richest young masters. Can you, a poor student who came by bus, compare?" He sneered contemptuously, "Better clean your shoes first, they're full of mud." After speaking, he put on a smiling face again and ran excitedly to fawn over those young masters. I gripped my suitcase, suddenly thinking. Sion said I would offend three people. Could it be these three? The guard left, the gate was empty, no one guarding. I walked in directly with my suitcase. When crossing this door, I adjusted my glasses. Since they didn't follow the rules themselves, I didn't need to either. 5 I was assigned to the worst class, the Arts Class. My seat was in the last row. As soon as I sat down, two girls looked over, releasing ridicule: "Yo, trying to seduce Young Master Lu as soon as entering school? Just because you have some looks, you really think you can succeed?" "Even dyed hair. Did you know early on that Young Master Lu likes silver hair so you dyed it? Really doing whatever it takes for love." "..." Not much damage, not very insulting. I could even interpret it as them praising me. I just glanced at them lightly and methodically laid out my stationery. The girl in the white dress looked unhappy, kicking my stool with her high boots. "Newcomer, talking to you, can't hear?" I looked up: "Sorry, selective hearing loss." "Hearing loss, hearing loss..." She huffed again, tone arrogant. "Count yourself lucky. Since it's hearing loss, it's not unforgivable." "..." I didn't look at her, silently opened the book, and started previewing. She lowered her head again: "What contacts are you wearing? Light pink, so beautiful." "..." At this moment, I thought of a certain celebrity. I brewed a faint smile: "Sorry, born this way, didn't wear contacts." "Tsk, hypocritical." She looked at me disdainfully, about to speak more. A scream suddenly came from the classroom: "Lucas Lu!!" The ridicule on Sarah's face stopped abruptly, instantly love-struck, pink stars in her eyes, coquettishly looking towards the door: "Young Master Lu~" This voice with nine bends and eighteen turns gave me chills. Following her gaze, I saw a boy at the door. Similar to what Sion said, dressed in black, tall with long legs, wearing a black necklace, with a faint hostility between his brows. It was the only son of the Lu Group - Lucas Lu. I would offend him? I still have to max out his affection points? My fingers curled. Lucas first scanned the classroom. Everyone held their breath, silent. I was thinking about how to offend people and gain affection points at the same time. Suddenly, the desk was kicked twice. I looked up and met Lucas's half-smiling face. "Newcomer? Dyed hair silver? Got guts." His long fingers landed on my desk. "Before 3 PM today, I want to see your original hair color." I closed the book and looked at him. "Sorry, congenital albinism. Hair color is natural, eye color is also natural." People around laughed loudly, and he also hooked his lips contemptuously. "This is the third case of faking albinism this month." "Newcomer, know that you can't touch a tiger's butt?" I couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him. Who fakes illness for no reason? His fingertips still tapped on my desk, "Within three days, take off the contacts, dye the hair back." Managing heaven and earth, still managing if people dye their hair? After dropping the harsh words, he left without even looking at me. My deskmate quietly poked his head over: "Young Master Lucas Lu, can't be offended. You better take off those contacts quickly." "Good-looking is good-looking, but he can't accept it." "As a fellow poor student, can only help you this far." "..." I raised my eyebrows, looking teasing. "If he can dye his hair green, I might consider it." My deskmate covered his face with a book and gave me a thumbs up: "Brave."
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