Mirabe effortlessly tuned out her father’splex gaze, her mind wandering instead to the package that had been collecting dust in the cab for days. With a casual stride, she approached the cab, opened it, and retrieved the parcel. Ripping it open, she half–expected to find some sort of herbs or traditional remedy. To her surprise, it was a study guide


    She had only ever shared her address with one person.


    Flipping through the study guide with a look of disdain, Mirabe scoffed. Such basic material–what was that guy thinking? Was she the type to need such rudimentary aid?


    With a shake of her head that conveyed her speechlessness, she stuffed the guide back into the delivery bag, ready to doom it to the trash, but just before the toss, she caught sight of the shippingbel. Her hand paused.


    Although there was no return address, there was a note from the courier indicating it was a local delivery. Mirabe’s eyes narrowed slightly. Wasn’t this from him?


    After a brief moment of contemtion, she decided not to discard the study guide. Instead, she ripped off the shippingbel and headed upstairs. She booted up herputer in her room, her fingers dancing across the keyboard. In no time, using the tracking number from thebel, she pinpointed the sender’s location.


    Aiden Gilbert?


    She leanes back in her chair, the flickering glow of the screen ying across her face, casting alternating shadows and light. She had only nced briefly at the study guide’s content, but it seemed relevant to the uingpetition. So… why would that little goof send herpetition material?


    Was he trying to stir the pot?


    Arms crossed, a yful smirk touched Mirabe’s lips. She quickly shut down herputer and slipped the study guide into the bag she carried daily.


    The next day..


    At the Gilbert family residence!


    Summer stood at the threshold, ready to head to school. She pulled open a drawer in the hall cab to grab her keys, inadvertently dragging out a piece of paper that fell to the floor. Her hand paused, keys in grip, as she bent down to pick up the paper, intending to stuff it back into the drawer. It was a courier slip, and upon seeing the address, she froze.


    The address was all too familiar, but the recipient’s name took her by surprise. It was Mirabe.


    Chapter


    Holding the courier slip, Summer’s grip tightened, recalling Aiden’s arrogant demeanor from a few days ago. She couldn’t help but let out a sardonic chuckle. It was typical of her darling brother to send her study guide to the person she loathed the most.


    Taking a deep breath to quell the rising anger within, Summer pocketed the slip and left the house.


    When Mirabe arrived at school, she had the misfortune of running into Summer, who seemed to have daggers in her eyes, as if Mirabe had stolen something precious from her. It was bizarre, but Mirabe didn’t care.


    The Prodigy ss and The Advanced ss were housed within the same building but on different floors. The two girls crossed paths at the school gates and quickly went their separate ways. It was as if the other didn’t exist.


    Having topped the monthly exams, Mirabe was now the shining star of the ss, and many ssmates sought to converse with her. Yet, her cool demeanor deterred most.


    persistent student approached her with a math paper, seeking help with a problem, but… they, too, were defeated by her formidable logic and clear exnations. The method was simple, but those who couldn’t grasp it walked away dejected, feeling like their intelligence was on a different wavelength.


    Today, Jenna hadn’t shown up to school, which Mirabe found odd. During lunch, she her friend a call.