The Villainess' Reborn Diary Novel - Chapter 11

Chapter 11 No More Fantasy Kieran pulled his hand back almost immediately. Finished His hair fell loosely across his forehead, making the cool pale tone of his skin stand out even more against the natural redness of his lips. The contrast should have softened his features, but somehow it only made him look colder, prettier, harder to approach. Aubrey's cheeks flushed pink as she murmured, "Thanks." "You don't have to thank me," Kieran replied flatly. "I just didn't want you falling into me." He was standing directly behind her in line.

The color rushed to Aubrey's face again, except this time it wasn't embarrassment mixed with shyness. It was pure humiliation. Colette quietly tugged on Aubrey's sleeve, signaling for her to stop talking before things got worse. Her stepbrother wasn't remotely normal. Leaning closer, Colette whispered, "Why would you even provoke him?" Aubrey's eyes turned red almost instantly. "He's seriously awful." Kieran was already irritated enough to stop caring.

He slid his other earbud back in, his briefly brushing over Seren standing farther ahead in line before his eyes lowered again without lingering. gaze Near the front, Rhett stayed silent for nearly a full minute before finally speaking. "What did you just say?" The fingers wrapped around his pen had gone pale from how tightly he was gripping it. Seren looked directly at him and said evenly, "That cake wasn't for you, so stop flattering yourself." Once the words were out, she clearly had no interest in continuing the conversation.

She turned toward the student council member nearby and asked politely, "Is there anything else? If not, I'm heading inside." The boy scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "Uh, no. You're good." Seren gave a small nod and walked past Rhett without hesitation. 1/4 19:40 Wed, Sep 16 Chapter 11 No More Lantasy Finished The morning breeze caught the ends of her hair as she passed him, carrying the faint scent of jasmine perfume with her. Rhett instinctively turned to look. Seren never once looked back. "P-President... the student council member beside him reminded nervously.

Rhett pressed his lips together before lowering his gaze and continuing to check the next student's ID. In his mind, Seren was probably just trying a different approach this time. Playing hard to get, but with a new strategy. After living through everything once already, seeing seventeen-year-old Rhett again no longer stirred anything in Seren except disgust. Honestly, Rhett... you weren't even all that. I'm the one who made you into something you're not. There was a post she'd once seen online that suddenly felt painfully accurate. Most men only seem perfect because women romanticize them.