Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 315

"Those Elite class snobs are going too far. They treat us like animals! They can't even respect the most basic traditions. This is outright bullying!"

"What's the point of complaining now? I didn't see you stepping up to fight them."

"Excuse me? You didn't do anything either!"

"Alright, enough, both of you. The ceremony is about to start. Get ready."

The fiasco left a sour taste in the mouths of the entire freshman Talent & Virtue class. Those rich kids had nothing but the sheer luck of being born into wealth. And now, they had stolen the one thing the scholarship students actually took pride in—their academic superiority.

Depressed, the students trudged back into their classroom.

"Isolde, what are you looking at?"

Amidst the dense crowd, a girl in a standard track uniform stood quietly. Heavy bangs covered half her face, and thick, unflattering glasses obscured the rest.

She looked exactly like a speck of gravel tossed onto a beach—small, insignificant, easily ignored.

Yet across the way, amidst another crowd, a different girl radiated absolute brilliance. Unlike her, that girl was a flawless pearl, shining brightly among the rubble.

Isolde watched the girl get pushed laughingly into her classroom by her friends before slowly pulling her gaze away.

"Nothing."

Zoey stared enviously at the name on the board. "Isolde, you're amazing. First place again!"

Isolde pushed her heavy glasses up her nose. "It's nothing. I looked at the seniors' scores. I still have a long way to go."

Zoey glanced toward the senior area. "You mean Alaric and the others? That's completely different. I heard their class is packed with heirs from major conglomerates. The school designed an entirely independent Advanced Studies Class just for them.

Their families fund half the universities in Athelvia, so they don't even need academic degrees. They're basically guaranteed spots at the National Command & Staff College."

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