I got Reincarnated as the Psychotic Villain in a Novel

🔵Chapter 12

Chapter 12- Event Is Near

Rayleigh's POV

I remember those days when I was still Adrien Waterson. When I was in high school, I was just a kid who always had high expectations in life despite being bullied. despite having bad grades and things in my life not going well. I've always believed that when you expect something greater, you'll reach that expectation someday.

But when life goes on, no matter how hard I try, I study hard and do everything I can to meet deadlines on time, I even make sure I answer them seriously. In the end, I still got a low grade. I already knew from the beginning that these are the subjects I'm not good at, I was only smart for a certain thing....

It was singing, composing songs and playing musical instruments. Unfortunately, most people in my environment view this negatively, they assume I could end up on the streets since my grades are only a straight eight. Here, the score around 90 to 94 is around the average. It would be great if you had grades above 95. Unfortunately, my grades are only around a line eight. My lowest grade is 83, which is math.

If you have an 85, it means you are falling behind. It's already low as hell. How much more with the score of 83!?

I thought I wasn't trying hard enough, so I tried harder. I worked harder. So I finally managed to hit grades around 90 to 93. But then one class was so bitchy and gave me a grade of 73, which was a failing grade. I was confined in the hospital at the time, I was sick, and I'm sure I gave the professor a letter of apology. There is also a medical certificate in it. But no, she failed me.

My peers despised me more, but even so, I keep working hard. I worked harder. I slept only two or three hours to do the presentations, assignments and projects. I studied a lot. I sacrificed all the time I could use for my leisure. So time passed, I finally managed to make all the series a row of nine. But then an article gave me a grade of 78.

People still despised me.

In society, people tend to look down on those who are less than they.

They judge them very quickly without even knowing that person well. This is the reality. No matter what happens, we can't avoid them, we will always find that kind of person. All we can do is swallow.

Although I don't understand why I got a 78. I took the test on time, got through my assignments and projects on time, and didn't miss classes. I completed all the activities that the teacher gave me.

But even though I don't know why, I never complained. Because I think my teacher's standards were pretty high and I wanted my writing to be more awesome like my other smart classmates.

I knew I wasn't smart about that kind of thing, but I still accepted that low grade. At least it was a passing grade, I optimistically thought.

Every time I go home, my parents compare me to my older brother who was born really smart. He graduated valedictorian at his school. Sigh, how I wish I could be like him.

But even though there are some lows in my life, part of me really thinks that I don't regret living my life with my family. They might be strict, but they were nice people. The only thing I regret is how I gave up so easily and let other people hurt me.

The day I suffered as a soldier, I stopped waiting for something that won't happen. I think having high expectations will only lead to disappointment and frustration. I don't think it's just the case, I think I've had enough of expectations.

When I became an idol, when I became someone famous and recognized by everyone, I thought I already had my happiness, my happy ending. I was so happy that everything I wanted, everything I dreamed of...... I was already experiencing it.

When I became an idol, when I became someone famous and recognized by everyone, I thought I already had my happiness, my happy ending. I was so happy that everything I wanted, everything I dreamed of,..... I was already experiencing.

But misfortune came and killed that happiness. when my career was ruined, when everything in my life was torn apart, I already stopped to dream. I'm tired of dreaming...

I realized that I shouldn't dream or expect too much from something that will lead you to disappointment and frustration at the end.

If I don't expect something, I won't be sad or even frustrated.

So it's better not to expect anything...

"Hey you."

I heard a voice and snapped out of my thoughts. I looked at the source of the voice. A figure in front of me stares at me as if expecting me to get up off the couch.

"I have a name, and it's Rayleigh." I looked at him.

"Yes, of course. Now get up, Rayleigh. You remember our agreement, right?" Psyche says indifferent

"Yes I remember." I sighed and got up from the couch.

As we walked to the music room, I saw a group of students gathered around the corner. I looked closely, I realized they were the student council.

"Hm. The school president seems busy, I think the event is already

next." Psyche says.

"Event?" I arched an eyebrow.

"Yes. It will be the sports festival next week. Today is Saturday,

so we only have a few days left." He remembers

I flinched at the information.

It's close. This woman will finally show her face.

But since I won't be involved with her anymore, that means there's no psychotic Rayleigh who would manipulate these three students. No one will do the evil work for her. So I suppose someone can replace the paper.

No matter what happens, I must try my best not to get suspended and get involved with these people. I'm still going to make the plot flow a bit the same, but I shouldn't change too many things because I might not be able to predict the future.

These three students....

If I remember correctly, their names were Terry Jones, Jessica Peterson and

Gail Katelyn Ashton.

They are about a year older than me.

Huh. So I guess they are my senpais.

I'd better make a plan later. The sooner the better.