Parallel Worlds of Youth

The waves crashed against the cliffs of Nova Scotia with an almost musical rhythm, but Aria Morgan knew better. After three years of studying marine biology at the remote Blackrock Research Station, she had learned to distinguish between natural ocean sounds and something more... peculiar. Tonight, there was definitely something different in the water's song.

Standing on the observation deck of the research facility, her long dark hair whipping in the salty breeze, Aria focused her night vision binoculars on the churning waters below. The full moon cast an ethereal glow across the surface, making it easier to spot any unusual movement. That's when she saw it - a flash of iridescent scales, much too large to be any known fish species.

"You're out here late again," a deep voice spoke behind her. Dr. Nathaniel Cross, the facility's new head of cryptozoology, stood in the doorway. His presence had been causing quite a stir among the female staff since his arrival last month, with his storm-gray eyes and the mysterious scar that ran from his left temple to his jaw. But Aria had noticed something else about him - the way he always seemed to appear whenever the strange occurrences happened.

"There's something out there, Dr. Cross," Aria said, not taking her eyes off the water. "Something big."

"Please, call me Nate," he said, moving to stand beside her. His proximity sent an involuntary shiver down her spine that had nothing to do with the cold. "And I know. That's why I'm here."

Before Aria could question what he meant, a haunting melody drifted up from the waters below. It wasn't quite singing - more like an otherworldly humming that seemed to resonate in her very bones. To her surprise, she found herself taking an unconscious step toward the railing, drawn by the sound.

Nate's hand shot out, gripping her arm. "Don't listen too closely," he warned, his voice tight with concern. "They're hunting tonight."

"They?" Aria tried to shake off the melody's lingering effect. "Who are 'they'?"

Just then, a figure emerged from the waves - a woman with silvery skin and long, phosphorescent hair. Her eyes glowed with an unnatural blue light, and when she opened her mouth to continue her song, Aria saw rows of sharp, pearl-like teeth. The creature's beauty was both terrifying and mesmerizing.

"Sirens," Nate whispered, his grip on Aria's arm tightening. "Real ones. Not the sanitized versions from your fairy tales."

The siren's gaze locked onto them, and her song changed, becoming more focused, more enticing. Aria felt Nate tense beside her, and when she looked at him, she was shocked to see his eyes had taken on a silvery sheen, reflecting the moonlight like a cat's.

"We need to get inside," he said through gritted teeth, though he seemed to be fighting the urge to move closer to the railing himself. "Now."

But as they turned to leave, Aria caught sight of something in the water that made her blood run cold. Dozens of glowing eyes had appeared beneath the waves, and more figures were rising to the surface. Their songs began to intertwine, creating a symphony of supernatural beauty and terror.

"Dr. Cross... Nate," Aria's voice trembled slightly. "What's really going on at this facility?"

He finally turned to look at her fully, and in the moonlight, she could see that his scar was glowing with a faint blue light. "It's not just a research station, Aria. It's a containment facility. We monitor and protect humanity from ancient creatures that most people think are myths. And right now," he glanced back at the water where more sirens were emerging, "something has disturbed them. Something that hasn't happened in over a hundred years."

"What?" Aria asked, though part of her feared the answer.

"They're looking for their lost queen," Nate's voice was grim. "And for some reason, they think she's here."

A particularly powerful wave crashed against the cliffs, sending spray high enough to reach the observation deck. As the droplets hit Aria's skin, she felt a strange tingling sensation, and for just a moment, her reflection in the window showed her eyes glowing with the same ethereal blue light as the creatures below.

Nate saw it too. His expression shifted from concern to something more complex - fear, fascination, and what looked almost like recognition. "We need to talk," he said quietly. "About your mother. About why you were really assigned to this facility. And about why you've always felt so drawn to the sea."

The siren's song grew louder, more insistent, and Aria felt something stir within her - ancient memories that couldn't possibly be her own, yet somehow were. As she followed Nate inside, one thought kept repeating in her mind: her life as she knew it was about to change forever, and there would be no going back to the simple world of marine biology and research papers.

Behind them, the sirens continued their haunting chorus, their songs now carrying a note of triumph. They had found what they were looking for.

The facility's underground laboratory was a maze of steel and glass, illuminated by harsh fluorescent lights that made everything look clinical and cold. Aria followed Nate through a series of security checkpoints, each requiring increasingly complex biometric scans. Her mind was still reeling from the events on the observation deck, the sirens' song echoing in her memory.

        "How long have you known?" she finally asked as they entered what appeared to be his private office. Unlike the sterile corridors outside, this room was filled with artifacts that looked ancient - shells with strange markings, crystals that seemed to pulse with their own inner light, and walls covered in charts mapping underwater ley lines.

        Nate moved to a heavily secured cabinet, his fingers dancing across a complex lock. "Since the moment you arrived at Blackrock. Your bio-readings were... unique." He pulled out a thick file with her name on it. "But your mother knew long before that."

        "My mother?" Aria's voice cracked. "She died when I was three. All I have are some photos and my father's stories about her love for the ocean."

        "Your mother didn't die, Aria." Nate's voice was gentle but firm as he placed an old photograph on his desk. "She returned."

        The photograph showed a woman standing on these very cliffs, her wild dark hair streaming in the wind. She looked exactly like Aria, except for her eyes - they held that same otherworldly blue glow Aria had seen in her own reflection moments ago.

        "That's impossible," Aria whispered, but even as she spoke, memories began to surface - the way she could hold her breath for impossibly long periods, her uncanny ability to predict storms, the strange songs that sometimes filled her dreams.

        Suddenly, the lights flickered, and a low vibration ran through the building. Nate's expression turned serious. "They're testing the barriers," he said, moving to a bank of monitors showing underwater footage. Multiple figures darted past the cameras, their movements too quick and graceful to be human.

        "What barriers?" Aria asked, joining him at the monitors.

        "Electromagnetic fields designed to keep them at bay. But with their queen so close..." He glanced at her meaningfully. "They're stronger than usual."

        "I am not their queen," Aria said firmly, though something deep inside her stirred at the words.

        "No, but you're her daughter. The first successful hybrid in centuries." Nate pulled up more files on his computer. "Your mother was their queen, and when she fell in love with your father, it created a diplomatic crisis. A siren queen choosing a human was unprecedented."

        The vibrations grew stronger, and somewhere in the facility, an alarm began to sound. On the monitors, the sirens' movements became more coordinated, more purposeful.

        "They're not just testing anymore," Nate muttered. He grabbed what looked like an ancient trident from a wall display. "They're breaking through."

        Aria's head suddenly filled with voices - not speaking English, but a fluid, musical language she somehow understood. They were calling to her, telling her to come home, to take her rightful place.

        "Make it stop," she gasped, pressing her hands to her temples.

        Nate reached for her, but stopped short when he saw her eyes - they were glowing brighter now, and her skin had taken on a slight iridescent sheen. "Fight it, Aria. You're not just one of them. You're both human and siren. That's what makes you special."

        The facility shook more violently, and the lights went out completely. In the darkness, Nate's eyes glowed silver again, and Aria could finally ask the question that had been nagging at her.

        "What are you?" she whispered. "You're not entirely human either, are you?"

        Before he could answer, the reinforced windows of his office exploded inward in a shower of glass and seawater. In the opening hovered three sirens, their beauty terrible and magnificent. The one in the center spoke, her voice carrying both authority and disdain.

        "Step away from the princess, Guardian. She belongs with her people."

        Nate raised the trident, which began to glow with an electric blue light. "She belongs where she chooses to belong."

        As seawater swirled around them, Aria felt power surge through her body - raw, ancient, and demanding to be released. She had a choice to make, but first, she needed answers.

        "Tell me everything," she said, her voice carrying a new note of command that surprised even her. "About my mother, about what you are," she looked at Nate, "and about why I'm really here."

        The siren queen smiled, showing those pearl-like teeth. "Oh, little princess. You're here because a war is coming. And you," her glow intensified, "are the key to everything."

The seawater swirling around Aria's feet felt alive, responding to her emotions like an extension of her body. The three sirens remained suspended in the shattered window frame, their ethereal forms casting an otherworldly glow throughout Nate's flooded office. The lead siren - who had introduced herself as Cordelia, First General of the Deep Realm - watched her with ancient eyes that held both wisdom and cunning.

        "Your mother's choice started this war," Cordelia said, her voice carrying the rhythm of waves. "When she chose your father, she didn't just abandon her throne - she disrupted a balance that had existed for millennia. The Deep Realm has been without a true queen for twenty years, and the dark ones grow bolder each day."

        "The dark ones?" Aria asked, acutely aware of Nate's tension beside her, his grip tightening on the glowing trident.

        "The Abyssal Court," Nate answered grimly. "Think of them as your people's darker cousins. While the sirens of the Deep Realm protect the oceans, the Abyssal Court seeks to corrupt them. Without a queen's power to maintain the barriers..."

        "They're breaking free," Cordelia finished. "Even now, they gather in the deep trenches, preparing for war. Only a queen's song can reinforce the ancient seals."

        Aria felt the weight of their expectations pressing down on her like the ocean itself. "And you think I can do this? I don't even know how to control whatever... this is." She gestured to her still-glowing skin.

        "That's why I'm here," a new voice spoke from the doorway. Aria turned to see a woman she'd only known from photographs - her mother. Nerissa, former queen of the Deep Realm, stood in the threshold, looking exactly as she had twenty years ago. Her presence made the very air vibrate with power.

        "Mom?" Aria whispered, emotions warring inside her.

        Nerissa's eyes - the same otherworldly blue as Aria's now were - filled with tears. "My daughter. My beautiful, brave daughter. I'm so sorry I had to leave you, but it was the only way to keep you safe while your powers matured."

        "Safe from what?" Aria demanded, anger suddenly surging through her. The water around her feet began to churn in response.

        "From those who would use you," Nate interjected, his voice carrying an edge of bitterness. "The Guardians weren't always noble protectors, Aria. Some believed that controlling a hybrid princess would give them power over both realms."

        "Like your father did?" Nerissa's voice turned cold as she addressed Nate. "Is that why you're so close to my daughter? Following in Marcus Cross's footsteps?"

        The tension in the room sparked like electricity. Nate's silver eyes flashed dangerously. "I am not my father."

        "Enough!" Aria's voice carried a new power, making everyone in the room freeze. The water around her feet rose in spiraling columns, responding to her command. "I want the truth. All of it. No more cryptic warnings or half-answers."

        Suddenly, the facility's emergency sirens blared to life. On Nate's monitors, dark shapes appeared in the deeper waters - humanoid figures with shark-like features and glowing red eyes.

        "The Abyssal Court," Cordelia hissed. "They've found us."

        "They found her," Nerissa corrected, moving to Aria's side. "They can sense your awakening power, daughter. We're out of time."

        The facility shuddered as something massive struck it from below. Through the broken window, Aria could see dark forms rising from the depths, their movements predatory and purposeful. The water around her feet turned ice-cold.

        "You have to choose now," Nate said urgently. "But know this - whatever you decide, I'll stand with you." His eyes met hers, and in them she saw not just duty or ambition, but something deeper, something personal.

        "As touching as that is, Guardian," Cordelia interrupted, "she needs to come with us. Only in the Deep Realm can she learn to control her powers in time."

        Another impact rocked the facility. In the distance, Aria could hear screams - the research staff, she realized with horror. They were unprotected, unaware of what was really happening.

        "I won't let innocent people die," Aria declared, feeling strength flow through her. "Mom, Cordelia - help me protect the facility. Nate..." she turned to him, "teach me how to fight."

        "Always choosing both worlds," Nerissa murmured, a mix of pride and worry in her voice. "Just like your mother."

        As the Abyssal Court's forces surrounded the facility, Aria felt something click into place inside her. She was neither fully human nor fully siren, neither wholly of land nor of sea. But perhaps that's exactly what both worlds needed.

        "Well then," she said, as power coursed through her veins and the song of the sea filled her mind, "let's show these dark ones what a hybrid princess can do."

        The water around her erupted upward, turning into a swirling shield of liquid crystal, just as the first of the dark figures burst through the facility's lower levels. The war for two worlds was about to begin, and Aria stood at its center, with a Guardian at her side and the power of two realms flowing through her blood.

The next few minutes dissolved into chaos. The Abyssal Court's warriors crashed through the facility's lower levels like a dark tide, their shark-like features twisted into snarls of hunger and hatred. Aria's crystalline water shield held against the first wave, but she could feel their darkness pressing against her power, trying to corrupt it.

        "Channel your emotions through the water," Nerissa instructed, her own powers creating whirlpools that trapped several attackers. "The sea responds to authentic feeling, not just will."

        Nate moved with inhuman grace, the trident in his hands leaving trails of electric blue energy as he fought. "We need to evacuate the research staff," he called out between strikes. "They're gathering near the main lab."

        Aria closed her eyes for a moment, and suddenly she could feel every drop of water in the facility - in the pipes, in the air, in human bodies. The awareness was overwhelming. "I can feel them," she gasped. "Everyone. Everything."

        "That's your queen's sense awakening," Cordelia explained, her own song turning violent as she fought. "You're connecting to your realm."

        An explosion rocked the lower level, and through her new awareness, Aria felt something massive entering the facility. The temperature of the water dropped dramatically, and even the sirens looked concerned.

        "Thalassos," Nerissa whispered, fear evident in her voice. "The Abyssal Prince himself."

        Through the broken floor emerged a figure that seemed made of living darkness. Unlike his warriors, Prince Thalassos appeared almost human, devastatingly beautiful in a cruel way. His eyes were the color of the deepest ocean trenches, and when he smiled, his teeth gleamed like black pearls.

        "The little princess awakens," his voice was like the crushing depths given sound. "How convenient. I was afraid I'd have to wait longer to claim my bride."

        "Bride?" Aria and Nate spoke simultaneously, his voice sharp with anger, hers with shock.

        "Did they not tell you?" Thalassos moved closer, his presence making the water around him turn black. "The only way to truly end the war between our courts is through union. Your mother refused me twenty years ago. But you..." his dark eyes roamed over her face, "you're even more powerful than she was."

        Nate stepped between them, the trident glowing brighter. "She's not a prize to be claimed, Thalassos."

        The Abyssal Prince's laugh was like ice cracking. "Ah, the Guardian speaks. Tell me, son of Marcus Cross, does your protection come from duty... or jealousy?"

        Before anyone could respond, a scream echoed from the main lab. Through her water sense, Aria felt the research staff's terror as more Abyssal warriors surrounded them.

        "Choose quickly, princess," Thalassos said smoothly. "Surrender to me, and I'll spare them all. Refuse, and watch your human friends feed my warriors."

        Aria felt rage build inside her - pure, hot, and powerful. The water around her began to glow, not with her mother's blue light or Thalassos's darkness, but with a brilliant purple that seemed to combine both aspects of her nature.

        "You want an answer?" Her voice carried the crash of waves and the strength of tidepools. "Here it is."

        She thrust her hands forward, and every drop of water in the facility responded. It rose from pipes, condensed from air, pulled from the sea itself. But instead of attacking, it began to sing - a new song, neither fully siren nor fully human, but something entirely unique.

        The Abyssal warriors closest to her began to writhe, their corrupted forms starting to purify under her hybrid power. Thalassos's eyes widened in genuine surprise, then narrowed in fury.

        "Impossible," he snarled. "No one can purify the Abyssal taint!"

        "She's not no one," Nate said, pride evident in his voice. "She's both of your worlds, and neither. And that makes her stronger than either."

        Aria's song grew stronger, and she felt Nate's energy joining with hers, the Guardian's power amplifying her own. Her mother and Cordelia added their voices, creating a harmony that made the very foundations of the facility vibrate.

        But Thalassos wasn't finished. With a roar of rage, he released his own power - a wave of such absolute darkness that it threatened to swallow all light. "If I cannot have you," he growled, "then no one will!"

        The two forces met in a spectacular clash of energy. In that moment, as purple light battled primordial darkness, Aria felt something else stirring in the depths beneath the facility - something ancient and powerful, awakened by their battle.

        "The Leviathan," Nerissa breathed. "The battle... it's waking the ancient ones."

        As if in response, a deep rumble shook the entire ocean floor, and everyone - siren, human, and Abyssal alike - froze in sudden, instinctive fear.

        In the brief silence, Aria heard Nate whisper, "Whatever happens next, Aria, know that I-"

        But his words were cut off as the floor beneath them cracked open, and the true power of the deep made its presence known. The war between courts had awakened something far older and more dangerous than any of them had imagined.

        And deep in her soul, Aria knew - this was only the beginning.

1

Parallel Worlds.
It's the beginning of the school year in September, the month of military training for new students.
Ethan Williams was in the Dormitory, eating watermelon and watching a show as the dorm's air conditioner squeaked.
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Ethan occasionally looked through the window at the sweaty underclassmen on the playground, sighing in his heart at the colorfulness of youth.
"Speaking of which, Ethan, I heard that there's a pretty good-looking girl among the underclassmen this year who was named the campus goddess right after she joined the school."
His roommate John Smith was playing a game, spitting out his battle record from time to time.
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He wasn't exactly single, although it wasn't much different from being a single dog.
After all, he had an online love interest he'd been talking to for two years, Emily Davis.
The two chatted every day on social apps, sharing each other's lives, and had a good relationship.
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Emily told him that she would also be coming to River City next year.
There were many colleges in River City, and Ethan wasn't sure which one Emily was planning to go to.
As for whether she would go to Newport University, which he attended, Ethan didn't think too much about it; after all, Emily had said before that her grades were not good.
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According to her, there was a possibility that they could meet accidentally in River City, and even if there was no accident, sending the photo would make it easier to meet up.
Ethan didn't have much hope for an accidental meeting.
River City is so big and there are so many college students, it is not easy to meet by accident.
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If the online girlfriend didn't come to the school he was at, then the delivery of watermelon and water to the playground was none of his business.
At this moment Ethan's Penguin software popped up a message, and he was a little lost when he saw that it wasn't from Emily.
The person who sent the message was a freshman student from the School of Economics and Management, who had somehow managed to add him as a friend, asking about the school from time to time.
EtXhianr UhuaAd_ uaXlVsro_ zjoiqnedj NemwzporTtO ,Uniyvenrsiitry's bfIreÉsphImAan Ngr!oiuypp, &but wasy b^asiscaQlFlNy Xa MlFubr!kewr.
Surprised by the fact that he had been friended by a freshman, he wasn't too enthusiastic about it during the school year, but occasionally answered her questions about the school.
"Senior, their freshman military training is almost over, but I don't know much about the school environment, can I ask you to show me around in the morning?"
Ethan froze for a moment, as a senior, he should offer help to his younger siblings.
AfRteAr. OaFll Ne,wuporPt, yUnziÉveUrwsÉity ywazs hugaet OanVd itk waTsR mhiVs IfirWs(tb tóimdeY at trhe *u_niIvVersGityl.x
He had also asked a lot of questions from his older siblings back then when he was clueless, and Ethan decided that he would be a good senior.
Being a good senior, a schoolmate's request couldn't be let down.
"Okay, let's meet at Central Plaza at seven in the morning."
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He suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was a bit strange.
It was because many people in the playground were casting their eyes towards the entrance of Central Plaza.
It seemed like something big was happening there, making people unable to stop and watch.
IncIludsingG thosXe vfeKwz skaMtFebaoRaÉr(dingP senio.rsO, wRhqo hlaxdW .aflMsÉo usHtBoDpqped jakt zthis GmNoYmeqntx.h
"Is that Schoolgirl Lin?"
"Why did she come to Central Plaza, doesn't schoolgirl Lin live in the South Court?"
A gaze focused under the lights of the plaza.
A gniarKlF wZearvilng aé redO TG-shirtw xangd blxuAe dfenhim $hot& .p)avnit's CwtaXsO zc)ar!ryinBg Btwuo !cuKpfs oHf !mi.lk NteaI aZnid sétaUnódingG &innh fPrAonmt, Pof C$eAnIthraWl_ ,PlVazDaH.j
She was about one meter six seven in height, with a slim and well-proportioned figure.
The fresh and charming temperament made everyone can't help but be amazed.
She slowly walked into the plaza and looked around as if she was searching for something with a faint smile on her face.
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Her features were delicate and clear, making people's eyes light up.
Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, as if it had been gilded with a light golden color under the night's light.
Sophia Wilson.
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She was selected as Newport University's school flower by an absolute advantage right after she entered the school.
Moreover, she enrolled in the school with excellent grades tens of points higher than those of Newport University, and if not for her clean-cut appearance, she would be enough to become a dazzling existence in the school.
Sophia slowly walked into Central Plaza, carrying two cups of cold pearl milk tea in her hand.
Tdhek ai&r rw)as _hot tiCnT fSehpltóeKmfbe$rB,d vantdV theI gmislSk Kt)eUau LhDamdq au colcdx dyemw ZcwonzdPeVnsPinOg onnX its spusréf*aUceh.
She wandered around the plaza as if looking for something.
Seeing this scene, the people on the playground couldn't help but be surprised.
Looking at the schoolgirl's stance, she seemed to have come to look for someone.
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Impossible, the schoolgirl had just joined the school less than half a month ago, who could have such a big face to make the schoolgirl buy milk tea for electric power?
Could it be that she has a relative on campus, or a bosom friend who also got into Newport University?
"Schoolgirl Lin, how do I get there?"
"fYouh'crer covmyixnRgu tio Cwenjt&ra!l dPlaazqa,& NriWghctI?I Do yNou Dneed JaM Qguidel?"
"Do you want some watermelon?"
"Sister, I want to play skateboarding."
Seeing the arrival of the schoolgirl, many boys had already gathered around.
Twh!ey (wjeKre s'cramfblHiXnwg Utvo csIpeak, wWavntinsgé &to& ex(pKreAsésp ntahehmselzves! inA Bf'rco(ntg oMf& Ithe LschoVolgVirFl.
After all, who wouldn't want to get close to the campus goddess?
Fresh and elegant, energetic.
And most enviable of all, Sophia had never been in love in high school.
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Who wouldn't love a girl like that?

2

“Thanks, seniors, but I can handle it from here,” Sophia Wilson said with a polite smile, gracefully declining the offers from the upperclassmen.
Although she often smiled and was quite courteous, there was an air of aloofness about her that seemed to repel anyone trying to get too close.
Suddenly, Sophia's eyes lit up with excitement, as if she spotted something special. The group of older students and male classmates watched in awe; they had heard rumors about the campus beauty. On the university forum, people described her as ethereal, like a character stepped right out of an anime. Now, seeing her in person confirmed those impressions were spot on.
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“Actually, no. I'm looking for a senior. He sent me a message, letting me know he’s here,” she replied, her tone dismissive yet polite.
The group of seniors stared at her in disbelief, as if they'd heard a heart shatter at that moment.
“Wait, is he at Central Plaza?” one of them asked.
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Sophia’s eyes sparkled when she received Ethan’s message, and she promptly raised her head.
“Looks like she's really paying attention to them over there,” one of the guys murmured.
“Could it be she remembers him from the welcome event?” another speculated.
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As Sophia walked towards the Central Plaza dining hall, a few eager male students shifted their gazes, speculating about her intentions. Ethan felt a blend of curiosity and excitement at the unfolding situation.
Turns out, the campus beauty was indeed worthy of her title. Who wouldn’t be envious of the guy getting bubble tea from her? Within just a few days of the semester, he seemed to have captured her attention, a sure recipe for campus fame.
As he awaited his girlfriend's arrival, Ethan suddenly recalled what his roommate John Smith had told him about Sophia Wilson. At that moment, he felt an unexpected thrill; the campus beauty’s gaze was fixated on him.
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“Hey there, senior! What are you standing around for? The bubble tea is for you,” she said with a radiant smile, handing over the drink.
The way she smiled was different from before; this time, it exuded genuine delight, almost like a giddy schoolgirl on a date. Her cheerful disposition shone like the sun breaking through clouds after a storm.
“Wow,” Ethan stammered, taking the bubble tea from her. So this is the much-rumored campus beauty he had heard so much about.
“ÉBWyb tphe fway, y*ovuf looXk Vjuust lixkZe yUoMuSr phobto!”( XSKophhkia g)iggl_eVda.
Her compliment sent a hush over the crowd surrounding them. Everyone was astonished, reflecting on the rarity of such an encounter.
The campus beauty personally delivering bubble tea wasn’t something you saw every day. “What's going on? It’s only the first week of classes, and he’s already caught her attention?” one onlooker whispered.
“I saw a rich kid bring her a truckload of roses during military training, and she didn’t even glance his way,” another remarked.
“CQouZldl tAhNis agu_y be& a Kr*eilati!vUe offX heDrs$ Por rsom,eztqhing?t” PaN skeZpt'ic,aGlU VvFoice, zsMuugHgested.d
“That’s probably not the case; his expression suggests he’s just as surprised,” someone else piped in.
“What is there about him? Maybe they’re from the same hometown?” more questions swirled in the air.
The atmosphere thickened with a mix of jealousy and admiration among the onlookers. While many of the male students knew that they had no chance with the campus goddess, that didn’t stop them from wishing she remained single, as she was still their unreachable ideal.
AdmidVs&tI th,isP spLeSctaclXeP,Y ÉEthan JgazxedX akt US,oKphiza&, eVntBra'ncmed. bXy hóeKr b!eTapuwtyv.O
“Are you Sophia Wilson from the management department?” he asked, trying to piece it all together.
“Yep, that’s me! So, why did you order the bubble tea?” Sophia blinked her big, expressive eyes and seemed to consider the question for a moment. “It’s like a reward for showing you around campus.”
The moments of tension in the plaza dissipated, replaced by relief. It turned out Sophia wasn’t off the market after all; she was simply interested in getting to know the campus better, and Ethan had just gotten lucky being chosen for the role.
T^hey exApnlanHaAtDion. feIl.t& rebaso.nable e&nWoWugNh' tRoL cgaZlLmr aInty rHu.ffleTd gfKedatwheprs. WYithK sHo mxancyb AeyesZ Pon thmemi, *EPtbhIanQ wpon&derFeVdZ iwf GhSe shlouGldT sneWayk BaywZayN Ct!o a'voicdÉ Jt&he psDpotlighÉtD. SHowev^er, toi XsFtcayj VpCu^t could m(aBkje gSwoOphiBa awkwTayrd asB wexlWlj,^ mwith all theN &avtCt.enjtion lffalÉl!iungX AurpXoknk rtDhéem.
Just as Ethan weighed his options, he heard a voice in his mind.
“New author seeking recommendations!”

3

Ding--
[Super Enriched System activated successfully!
Option 1: Take the schoolgirl around campus
RewaUrd:Q UThen timeDs cSaHshZbaXcJkm poqnl s^pHe)n'dxi^nQg,.(
Option 2: Refuse the schoolgirl's request
Reward: A Porsche 718 sports car.
The unfamiliar voice ringing in his head caused Ethan Williams to freeze a little.
Sup!ewr E!nUr!ichpeRd Syshtemh?What('_s* $gvokingp oGnA Bhéereé?T 'It isneems tOoF bes nsNoAm_eO $kind Gof ón,uJrtuvrinLgd gOame_?&
Why was there such a voice in his own head?
Could it be a hallucination caused by staying up late last night playing the game?
Or is it a hallucination due to the pressure around him?
Etqhtaqng w*as& thfiÉnkWingu uaibrout it OwheWn lthPe zvoice iRnz KhtiRsF hpe!aNdU sLtKar)tedu coQujnbtsiHng doDwn^.
"Please make your choice as soon as possible, host."
"Ten."
"Nine."
"BEmivghSt."'
"Seven."
"Six."
"Five."
AlthoLugh EXthan ówéa.sI unsBu$re Sin _his_ mVinéds wwéhethÉerx tlhe sys!tem bwass TrIeÉal or not,I Vtxhe FiXmNmedDiateG a&tt.entXi^onk frJom t_heU cYroKwcd' forWced hÉiSmd GtoM mta_ke Qab devci(sipoZn Aqcui$ckly.
"Senior, don't you want to take me around campus? Then I'll tell everyone tomorrow that you rejected me."
Sophia Wilson continued to press as she watched Ethan froze.
"No no, I'd be happy to."
EJtBhan tqook aJ dbeepJ IbrDeCatjh, Kiqf KwSorldk gNotb ouStA Ptomoérromw tYhsaPt h,e hadY hrenjecitedY Ith'e _sBchofo)lV girlZ,é (h&e iwould AhCasvge& aa Phard Kttimce za'tH (sSckhQoYo!ls.N
So, he took Sophia out of Central Plaza with the intention of going around the playground first.
The playground at night didn't have many lights, and it seemed much darker than Central Plaza, so it would seem more low-key with the schoolgirl.
Ding--
[&DeKtGe*clteZdM vtbhe ah!osty Amaki'ngó a VcDhoicée, ltTexni timOesQ ca&s!hbxa(cuk wMiUlKl^ oMpqe'n at( 9dpm]
The two walked slowly on the playground.
"Are you tired from military training?" Ethan asked with concern.
"It's okay, I'm not tired after seeing senior." Sophia replied with a snickering smile.
Tihe gs(treJetlighvts at én!ióght SsUho'ne bodnk xSo!phiha''sD boQdIym, aDdzdLiÉng 'ax Zlxajygecr po.f softh bbeqaut$y 't!oI Fhekr.N
Ethan froze and tried to distract himself by hurriedly remembering his girlfriend, Emily.
They made their way around the playground, the Library, and several parts of the school before returning to Central Plaza, their starting point.
Ethan had it in his mind that Sophia should be heading back to her dorm.
Af)ter Ualal$, Xhisf mUiFssiPon* Nofl Mbjraignygings the camwpZuUsS wasj cLomwpleteU.
Unexpectedly, Sophia had no intention of leaving.
She looked at him with her beautiful eyes, and there seemed to be an expectation in her eyes.
Sophia's arrival attracted quite a few gazes in Central Plaza.
Ehthan Yaus_ked Sitn) dJiÉsbedljiCegf,Z "DS_eniLoDr, édAo yxou Hsyt*ióll haqve someótfhYijng to jdo?",
"Senior, I bought you milk tea, you didn't take a sip when you were just strolling around the campus, I have to watch you finish it before I can leave."
Sophia playfully spat out her tongue, her words carrying a hint of anticipation.
As soon as the words fell, there were quite a few gazes with hostile intent thrown this way.
Wa*sa Ithris rBeally$ GjuuCsdtf a WsptBrSolsl aroundZ VcWamUpusw?
With such a tone and such eyes, did it really not matter?
Was the innocent school girl being bullied by scum?
Ethan felt the pressure around him and could only rush to insert his straw into the milk tea and take a few sips.
SeeiSng Et(hanF bdrwinbkDing &hi'sN Dmxilck ntLea, wSo^pkhZila smyilsezd hHappiély.Q
"Okay, senior, it's getting late, I'll go back to the dormitory first."
"Take care and be safe, senior." Ethan breathed a sigh of relief.
On the way back to Dormitory, Ethan opened Penguin while walking.
"Emwilyé, lwha&tV HaXre you kdToringH?&"
Emily: "I just got back to my dorm, what about you?"
Ethan: "I'm on my way back to the dorm too, by the way, are you guys tired of military training over there?"
Emily: "It's okay, the instructors take good care of us girls. What's new on your side?"
Etihan: h"TdodqaRy, raq sycphoAolQgiQrlT asFked mfe toS shpowu heFr Garouund tGhe LcaimMpCuAs, sh_eB ste,enmQsI to Cbfe ztheG svcchooqlY belauty.g"W
Emily: "????? , it hasn't been long since school started and you're hooking up with the school girl, have you had a change of heart?"
"It's not like that, she just said she's not familiar with the campus environment, and she's looking for a senior to show her around."
"Then you are really lucky, she is looking for you."
"_WheAreg'Ys QtshHe luAck icn tuhtaRt, dno.nv'Kt yWo(u kUnow, hHo!w. ^m$aóny' peVompél*e cwerjek trZyinÉga Stkom IdroOwNnW ymeR aDtx tha)tu 'tGiimue?")
Emily: "A big beautiful girl is walking around campus with you and you're calling it bad luck?"
Ethan: "Huh, how do you know she's a big beauty?"
"Uh, isn't a school girl a big beauty?"
"Sme.ejmws Xtóo mtaókem seNnLse, gburt nIM tOhinkR sPobmet^hBi.nIg^'s wr(ong(."ó
"What's wrong?"
Ethan: "I don't have a picture of me in my space, and with all those people in front of Central Plaza, what makes her sure it's me?"
Emily: "Maybe you had a picture in the freshman group and she saw it?"
EtlhdaVn:u "PThéaDté FsOe'emgsF toU bNeÉ Jtru'eb, mGyn lréoóo)mmzate poNsTtJed myN wpÉicKtBunrée) Sin kth(ec fresqhmGaCn YgFrqoup eua'rliWeIr aynód iIp !w!arsa askóed t_oX JposXtD óita.L"T
Ethan in front of the screen nodded, that did make sense.
Emily: "There's also the possibility that she might have gotten into Newport University just for you yet."
"No way, I didn't even know her before."
"SgoH dYo *yoMu thiNnk GtZhet *sxchhoGoLlj gi&rl mis ZgGoodé $lovoCkicnSg? LDi(d fyNoÉur hecarlt bKejaZtz .fasytée.rP?"
"Good looking, but it didn't make my heart beat faster, I just like you."
Emily: "Flowery words, did you say that to the school girl too?"
"No, I wouldn't say that to anyone else."
"XSroL rw,owulydG óyoiuT sayZ the sAcDhioMoRl LgBirl$ or PI'cm^ tZhheM beswt, lpoLoHkhi$nJgN?"
"Of course you're the best looking, you're the best looking in the whole world."
"Smooth talker, you've never even met me, so you know you must have a very poor mouth."
Meanwhile, in the dormitory 315 of Newport South Dorm Building, one girl was chasing dramas, another was playing King of Kings, and another was shopping Taobao.
BTut Batc &tNhaVtx mloXmieVntf,C MthetiXrp eMyNeXs( !alUl !tPurAnyed Ctiob a Ccosrneré kofQ Othe dsorm*iZtzorGy.v
There, Sophia sits in her own chair, cradling her cell phone with a little-girl smile on her face.

4

Entering the campus almost almost two weeks ago, in their eyes, Sophia Wilson seemed to be a high-cool school flower. But at this moment, the Sophia Wilson in front of her eyes had completely collapsed her high-cool school girl persona.
She was looking at Ethan Williams with a shy face, as if she was immersed in a sea of happiness. Then what exactly happened?
Since the beginning of the school year, how many seniors and fellow students had come to pursue her, only to be rejected by her one by one. Based on their observations over the past few days, Sophia Wilson didn't seem to have ever had a boyfriend, and had always been indifferent to relationships between men and women. No matter how they approached her, the icy schoolgirl had always been unresponsive. But now, the way she was giggling with Ethan Williams was clearly full of love.
"TPold Ayou tBo telll mnew Gso(myeMth!iSng KhaMppyC?É" Odlvi*vliRaN UGarcuiBac asók(e!d,x eyeQsm Yt)wdinklinZg.M
Sophia Wilson snapped back from her chat, "Nothing, just a couple jokes."
Roommates Emma Martinez and Ava Robinson clearly don't believe this answer and stare at Sophia Wilson in unison.
"He's just been really nice since I got back to the dorm."
"TAhóaKt's rlig$hkt, Nthe QhigUh XscRhoolw g*irÉl 'péejr_sonaa is really JfaTlLlKiOntg apJaSrt.t"I
"Say, did you go on a date in the morning? Which grade and which department?"
"Not at all, he just begged a senior to show him around the East Campus." Sophia Wilson said with a smile.
"A walk around campus? A senior? You asked?"
"Well,k seSniwoGrs arreD mCojrLeK Yfamiyl'iar )wuiitbh the kcaLmMpus*."m SxopahNia' Wwilskon& ex!plaianRed Ca bRitx shyulym.A
The three roommates' eye contact showed surprise, it's over, the high and mighty school girl's persona has completely collapsed.
Sophia Wilson felt her roommates' shock and her cheeks warmed slightly, "Just strolling around the campus, what's so surprising?"
"Because my high and mighty persona fell apart." Olivia Garcia laughed bitterly, "They've never seen me approach a boy before."
Ehm*mcaa aMarQtJi'neÉzV anwdZ !Arva( wRoWbDiknksonnN expensiv*etlxyU prloppied ódoKwn, "DoreHs ttqhRaót ómDeanD 'tqhUaétx &seAniTokrB nisI NkviunPdT of inVterwestiénCg(?Y"Z
"No it's not that." Sophia Wilson immediately dismissed her roommate's speculation, "He's just lamenting the fact that fate is truly marvelous."
"Is the senior handsome?" Emma Martinez asked curiously.
"Average." Sophia Wilson waved her hand.
"GoNtt a ppigcÉtu*re?"W
"He begs to be seen too." The other two both pressed.
"No no." Sophia Wilson scrambled to deny it.
Olivia Garcia rested her cheeks, "That's funny, he really wants to know what the senior Sophia has her eye on looks like."
"Nnoth!ikngd Jto* lRomoka atZ,' nuo$thgingd spmec.iFajlb yati alll.Q"T Sxowphbia Wdilsyon BsiYpMpIe)dY hera awaNter _sSheyevpRisrhPlHyU.
The eye contact between the three roommates was clearly not completely convinced by Sophia Wilson's answer.Sophia Wilson also realized that this was not going to work, so she hastily changed the topic, "I'm a bit hungry, he's treating us at the snack street, which one of us is going?"
"Him, him, him!" Hearing that they were going to have a late night snack, the three girls' attention was instantly diverted.
"I'm hungry, Ethan go out and buy some food, come back and talk to me." Sophia Wilson beamed in anticipation.
Emi_ly DavIis Csentq a( nsKpi,n'niSngj ejmoj'i.
"Okay, be safe."
"Wrong, I wouldn't dare hit on our school girl while he's away."
"He's not going to initiate a conversation with a girl other than me."
",Hkmr,q 'gÉive fmeL Ft^he dbenefit' ^ofC xthe dogubt." QEtmiflyn Déav'iKsq Xwenct) Do!ffAlwibne aftemr postFiDnHgM Jth^aGtQ PoineS smevsLslaRgle.
"Say, Ethan, did I hear? Tomorrow morning the school girl is strolling around campus with a senior, I wonder what kind of set up that senior has?" Olivia Garcia said to Sophia Wilson.
"Really, hooking up with the school girl so soon, he's going to learn the ropes from him, isn't he?" Ava Robinson teased.
"I heard the school girl even bought him milk tea, I'm jealous."
In Nd*oOrmPitloSrty 3p1A5 Sof GthHeb NewpoVrt SouStGh' DCorm JB_uMiVldHinUgi,l EtihDarn reqtRuvrneéd toC $hKis^ dtorXm& roo_mr Wjusté inf time to' cbe sh^arZeXd) ÉtXhe lFajtuest goÉssipm by thitsm *roommratkes JwoAhn_ 'SDmithj,u Hóenruyj UJhohnOsHo*n, yanad LJyagm^es B$rCownu.
Since the gossip had nothing to do with him, Ethan wasn't really interested. He asked a question or two along with his roommates, and then climbed into his bed.
Lying on his bed, Ethan fell into thinking about tomorrow's situation. The sudden appearance of the system, as well as the school girl, Sophia Wilson, had left him a little overwhelmed. He felt that tomorrow would definitely be very tiring, and just as Ethan was about to close his eyes, the system's voice was heard in his head.
--Ding.
[$T_evn pt$izmXes (sÉpeYnding! csassh.bIaécókG walctidvwitvyD isO onfOfSiUciaólbly joKpRevned]
[The event lasts for one week]
The system's prompt caused Ethan to jolt, and his sleepiness instantly dissipated. He himself had almost forgotten about the consumption cashback.
Ethan called the system in his mind, and then an electronic screen invisible to the outside world appeared in front of him, with a detailed introduction written on it.
[Te)n tliVmAefsU cmons^umépthiOobn ac.tivYiCtgy: cafll tNhxe Fhcos!t'gs McXon(su_mhpt_i'okn Udurinwg Ut.he a,ctcivit,y WpecripoÉd Hwqillx be rJeFtPuyrKneJdN Bt^eénq !tnimesu tvoc jthsef Qh(oKst's ,bsank PaÉcBcToKucnt, &thew yrextBuXr.n &liimiDtM BiBsN q50É0W,00P0]
Ethan froze, was it really that good? Wouldn't he be able to get 500,000 dollars in a few days if he kept spending cash back? No, I have to try the water first.
Just when his stomach was a little hungry, Ethan planned to get something to eat.
In Newport University, besides the major playgrounds, the most lively place is West Garden Food Street. Every morning, students from all faculties would converge here to spend their money.
IJn' fRrboSnDt oMfW thef *barbecÉue sXtallcsk,O havQeL laV HlivtWtblTe' .dri.nOkm and cMhgatF (wtithU *yohuxrN NrlooXmmmanteó Zor vfqriven,dsÉ. fT_he_re_ !are 'a^lKso a PlmoÉt oófg cXlLubV Cdinrn*ers MatV Hthreu rmgajHorZ grestafu_rÉaIn$tsk, ranPd McMoguDp!lKes vgatOhekrs atc &thbe vXarioJus fo)oOd sltallYsy.
Unlike the dimness of the Central Plaza playground, West Garden Food Street appears to be extraordinarily bright and well-lit. It can be said that this place has the unique atmosphere of Newport University.

5

For reasons of filling his stomach and spending rebates, Ethan Williams chose a barbecue restaurant.
"Hey, I'm going to order the $53 one." Ethan ordered his midnight snack and scanned the merchant's payment code. If the ten times cashback on purchases was really as rumored, he should get $530 back.
Just as Ethan was lost in this thought, his cell phone rang and a text message came in. "Your tail number 8886 card September 22, 21:20 net in the bank income (UnionPay credited) 530 U.S. dollars." Ethan's heart raced.
Tha.tF VsysQtpem *wa&sk actufalluy frSeZalW,M jNupslt uaKsX ji(t awasA wÉrait_t'enN Pitnk (we(b 'npoOveals. JHteD hza'dh YalÉr!eAadyp DpKlannedQ NtoV gBo tMos t^hfe supeFrmBarkeBtn ctoy spenid khiNs liuvwingg Texpe$nxses fwhen hGe camÉe DbacJkQ tombo'rYroww, na$nid thóend bgo KtZo^ ai hiógheri spenjding rplJacie aMfter th^eu cashGbacKk.V AHftver fa_lXlx, the lFa.rgter VthPeg aKmoxuntp,s $tmhTe érXicheJrb Wtlh,eM scDhowol'sJ NspReyndiYnÉgR oÉputionsN. In clesys nthÉaénU a wNeeók, Qhe! nsWhwoMubl!d. beH aéble tÉo. 'avcccumKurlAaOtew Q5z0T0t,0'0Y0K in) *camsqhAbVack.
Just as Ethan was eating and thinking about this, he felt that the atmosphere of the barbecue restaurant became a bit different. Lin Xinyue and her roommates walked into the barbecue store, talking and laughing amongst the four of them. It had to be said that the charm of the school girl was obvious.
It didn't take long for the barbecue store to become overcrowded.
"I want that, that, and that." Lin Xinyue's roommates started ordering the skewers they wanted to eat.
"pXinbyJu*ej, wvhbaxtV GshGosuylgd lI SoUrderk?" Thue athrreue' réonoCmRmIatbeMsu inHqcuiLrTe*d MtGoDwSar^d.s Liqnc XinyXuóe.
At this moment, Lin Xinyue's gaze wasn't on the delicious food, but on a corner of the store. She froze for a moment and failed to answer her roommates' questions in time.
"Finished, finished, what's wrong with Xinyue?" Li Dongqing was a little worried.
Wang Lu sighed, "Looking at her like that, she must have looked at someone, completely stupid."
"tXFiny&uyet, juhst OorderI qui'cWkÉly,N Slet'Ss( teaatj.s" ZhaTn^g XJueyiY g!esnBtTlyt ,hpebld 'L$in Xin.yQuec's. !aórmA anndj st!urned( wherF JarvopunHd to ^tmhxe me)nTu&.
"We won't bother, just watch, she's just letting the boys say hello, she definitely won't be picky about what she eats." A joyful expression appeared on Lin Xinyue's face, her eyes seemed to blossom.
After a brief explanation with her roommates, Lin Xinyue walked towards Ethan's direction.
"Senior, what a coincidence, I've also come to eat at the snack street."
"I caBmek Rju!sjt ivn ti(mec,W vord!erHe&d tPouoz m$uchR Rto AeCa&t,V cuana ^weS GshlairRen ltogjefthCerU?"a E^tshann'psé storm.aÉcGhP WwasN qa! litltlde LswolhleWn. MAs a rXensópoLnsiblBe zyrodung, man, he &nUatuCrJa'lldy diXdn't wQant$ to DwaIsteW foIod.Q
"Sure, then I'll be polite." Lin Xinyue walked in Ethan's direction and elegantly picked up a skewer of meat to eat.
Seeing this scene, the atmosphere of the barbecue restaurant seemed particularly strange. Lin Xinyue's three roommates froze, and soon began to make eye contact, guessing to each other whether or not that boy was the senior that Lin Xinyue was talking about.
And the customers who had come here because of the school flower also froze. The school flower girl, a goddess with a high and cold temperament, actually took the initiative to greet a boy and didn't mind tasting the boy's leftover kebabs. What in the world was going on?
Althoughh !LiQnó BXiMnDyubeI h!and jhusti j'oizn'edO mtXhe RschdoToSl^ pleas'sf tha_n ^tcwoD Nweekts* a&gRo&,_ hjeHrV Icoldd (iKmÉaBgmeé sreIeÉmedi *to NbCed pgkon!eD. ^Sh*eB chxa'dG *r.efJuseAdr $tChbe zaXdtvanécCes .oxfw LmsanyJ UwkeJaBlutThry aplóumniy, candg yeOt( jsMhfe sw(as sXo Wclo&sxe itoc ah bÉo&yx abt uthits vpoiint. MIanyT Nw!hAoi 'tried KtoZ waptpxroazcyhÉ rh$eAr xwFeIres NrevjevctOed )bPy heWr Jcohldnepsws.S tAXlthDoBught she hatdé Ya flriendbllyy Fp'ers'oznalXitéy alndJ étraeat^ed vpgeNopleT Ykinn,dQly, tZh&aqt uinaYtta.inab.lPe aVurUaZ maÉdeK (pZeopwlFe IfSeel xouft oAf rHeac_h.
However, at this moment, Lin Xinyue seemed to have changed. From a cold fairy, she gradually revealed a human touch. She walked towards Ethan with a smile in her eyes, as if her world had changed from black and white to pink.
The crowd at this moment wondered who this boy was. Was he a relative of the school girl? Why else would the school beauty be so enthusiastic?
Lin Xinyue slowly enjoyed the kebabs while Ethan was thinking about his compound interest plan. If he did cash back 500,000 dollars, what would he use it for? Buying a house didn't seem to be enough, the coin speculation country was cracking down, and Ethan wasn't good at speculating in stocks.
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However, Ethan is also clear that he should never just think about spending, after all, the system can also disappear at any time. If one developed the habit of over-consumption, it would not be worth it.
During this time of reflection, the two fell into silence, but the atmosphere was not awkward at all. Lin Xinyue slowly ate the kebabs, but her gaze remained on Ethan.
Feeling Lin Xinyue's gaze, Ethan smiled in response. At this moment, Lin Xinyue suddenly remembered a poem, "I smiled at him, silent, he felt it was so natural, he had been waiting for a long time."
Lxinl _Xinxyue t)ookB Fa) bsKip aoKfd Ethan'Is Uexatróa orvder !ofx c'oOkeT,m and yhQe*r eUyes !be&góaXn$ to Rgr$olw_ tsenFder.