Chapter 1
Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell
Chapter 1
I used to be the infamous bootlicker of the entire school, but now Iâve been reborn.
In my previous life, glected my studies in pursuit of Sarah Gatesâ affection and failed my admission
to college. I even jeopardized my health by excessive dieting after she said, âI donât like people who are
overweight.â
As I looked at the disappointment in my fatherâs eyes and my motherâs tears, I harbored bitterness until
my death. A wise person doesnât plunge into love.
As I have been given a second chance at life, I vow to live for myself this time! Little did I expect the
school belle to panic when she loses a loyal bootlicker like me.
âCarlisle, read this love letter aloud to the class passionately!â Lucy Turner, the homeroom teacher of
Class 3A shouted as she angrily threw a love letter in Carlisle Zahnâs face.
âMy dearest⦠What is this!â She pounded the podium continuously while shouting with frustration.
His classmates burst into laughter. All eyes turned to Carlisle.
Class 3A? Carlisle wondered if he had time-traveled back to 2004.
He then slowly surveyed his surroundings. He saw the quote written on the heavy blackboard.
âThere are no secrets to success. Success comes from the result of preparation, hard work, and
learning from failure.â This was their class slogan before the SATS.
An old fan hummed on the wall. The students around him wore according to the dress code, while
there were eyes filled with mockery or disdain.
Carlisle lowered his head and looked at the love letter he had written to Sarah a month before SATS.
Little did he expect Sarah Gates to hand this letter to the teacher, which turned him into a joke in the
class.
In his previous life, he didnât know what spell had been cast upon him to become obsessed with Sarah,
He had been her bootlicker from high school to college and till her graduation.
Finally, he truly gave up when he watched her marry into a wealthy family.
He looked up at Sarah, who was sitting in the first row. Sarah smiled, her eyes filled with a hint of
disdain.
Carlisle opened the love letter and looked at his own naive and sincere handwriting.
âMy dearest Sarah, may I know which college you have applied to? I want to apply to the same college
to study together with you, and be with you foreverâ¦â
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âStop reading it,â Sean Woodsen, his deskmate, whispered. He then poked Carlisleâs thigh with a
ballpoint
pen.
Sean felt embarrassed even listening to him. Yet Carlisle could still recite it, which meant he had really
thick skin.
Carlisle chuckled. He never expected that he could write such cheesy stuff when he was young.
âYou still have the nerve to laugh? Go stand outside in the corridor!â Lucyâs eyes widened as she
shouted while pointing at his nose.
âAlright.â Carlisle pursed his lips to refrain from laughing as he walked straight out of the classroom.
Lucy watched him leave and sighed. She had given up on Carlisle completely. The college entrance
exam was approaching, yet all he could think about was romance.
Could a student like him have any future? He really dragged down the classâ college admission rate.
Carlisle stood in the corridor with his hands in his pockets. He began to reminisce about his past life.
His family wasnât wealthy because his parents were both working-class. Yet they had spent a lot of
money to send him to a prestigious high school. In fact, they signed him up for tuition throughout high
school.
However, a scumbag like him had stopped attending extra tuition classes in his second year of high
school. Instead, he had swindled the tutoring fees given by his parents to spend the money on gifts for
Sarah.
But he ended up not having her and failed his college admission.
His parents couldnât even hold their heads up in front of relatives. In the end, they begged his
grandparents to arrange a job for him. However, he had limited options as he only had a high school
diploma.
He ended up relying on connections to get into a company with a toxic work culture. He had to work
from dawn to dusk. Yet almost all of his monthly salary went to gifts for Sarah.
Because Sarah didnât like overweight people, Carlisle even started dieting when he weighed 200
pounds. Yet, Sarah didnât even come to visit him till his death, which was quite pitiful to think about.
But Carlisle didnât harbor too much hatred towards Sarah. After all, she was a girl he had once liked.
But after he died in his past life, he had grown indifferent to many things. Even his obsession with
Sarah had dissipated.
His only regret was not being able to get into college. He didnât want to see his fatherâs disappointed
eyes and his motherâs tearful eyes again.
Carlisle stretched lazily and smiled in relief. He had sacrificed enough for Sarah in his past life. Now, he
would live for himself.
The school bell chimed during recess, and students started to walk out. They couldnât help but mock
Carlisle when they passed by.
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âCarl, you can even write love letters?â
âHahaha, too bad the school belle didnât fancy you.â
The monotony of senior high school life was enough to keep the students interested in mocking him for
at month. Carlisle shrugged as he remained indifferent to their remarks.
Just as he was about to return to the classroom, Sarah stopped him and said, âCarlisle.â
âWhatâs up?â Carlisle asked while looking up.
Sarah had her bangs neatly combed and in a ponytail. She was fair, and her big, r o n d y s were paired
with lustrous eyelashes. She looked youthful because she hadnât learned to put on makeup yet. It
made
her look pure and innocent.
With her hands behind her back, Sarah played with the hem of her clothes. She lowered her head and
said, âCarlisle, Iâm sorry about today. I accidentally left the love letter in the exam paper and forgot to
take
it out.â
âOhâ¦â Carlisle nodded. How could she forget such a thing? But whether it was true or false didnât
matter
anymore. He didnât care.
âCarlisle, Iâve applied to Riverland University, Study hard, and Iâll wait for you there,â Sarah said shyly
as she tiptoed to whisper. After finishing, she blushed and ran back to the classroom.
Carlisle took a sharp breath. In that moment earlier, he almost fell for it again. Sarah was too good at
this.
He shook his head repeatedly and quickly recited to clear his mind, âA wise person doesnât plunge into
loveâ¦â
Sarahâs words reminded him that the SATS were just a month away. In his past life, he didnât get into
college.
Although Lucy was strict, she had a point when she said, âThe knowledge you acquire is yours. No one
can steal it from you.â Carlisle resonated deeply with this statement upon entering society.
With his second chance at life, Carlisle resolved to buckle down and study hard. Not only for the sake
of his parents but for himself too.
As Sarah returned to the classroom, her friend, Sienna Thorn, couldnât help but ask, âWhat if Carlisle
gets ticked off that you handed his love letter to the teacher? Arenât we relying on him for our summer
trip
funds?â
âDonât worry, I only told him which college I intend to attend. Bet heâs back to studying in a moment,â
Sarah replied while confidently flipping her hair.
Handing Carlisleâs love letter to the homeroom teacher was mainly to inform other boys that she was
still single. She wonât miss a whole forest just because of one crooked tree.
At that moment, Carlisle rushed back to the classroom. Then, he became deeply engrossed in reading
model essays.
Sienna gave Sarah an approving nod and complimented, âYouâre quite something.
Just then, Sean returned from the restroom and said to Carlisle, âLetâs go to the internet café. Itâs on
me.â Sean wanted to treat him and help him unwind a bit since Carlisle had embarrassed himself today.
âWhat are we going there for? The SATs are coming up soon. We have to study hard,â Carlisle said
seriously.
âWhat the heck, have you lost your mind? Just because Sarah rejected you? Is it worth getting worked
up over?â Sean asked in frustration.
Then, he continued, âEven if you end up in the same school as Sarah, she wonât agree to date you.â
âIâm not studying for Sarah; Iâm studying for myself,â Carlisle stated.
He then showed Sean the essay. âWrite an essay on the topic of âVariety is the spice of lifeâ. This hasnât
been out for the past two years, so itâll surely come out this year. Take a good look at how itâs done.â
âStop your nonsense! How would you know that itâll definitely be on the exam?â Sean asked.
âHow about we bet on a toaster?â Carlisle proposed with a sharp and serious gaze.
Sear
felt a chill from his gaze. âIâm not betting with you.â
Something about Carlisleâs demeanor today felt off to Sean, but he couldnât tell why. As Carlisle didnât
want to join him at the café, he could only flip through the model essays in boredom.
âHey
Carlisle, Sienna and I are going out for a bit. Can you bring us lunch at noon? Thanks a bunch,
Carlisle,â Sarah commanded before walking out of the classroom with Sienna.
Carlisle didnât even lift his head and continued to read earnestly, It was only then that he remembered
he hadnât eaten lunch yet.
Just as he was about to get up, Sean stopped him. âWhere are you going?â
âIâm heading to the cafeteria to grab some food,â Carlisle replied.
âAre you an idiot? Are you really planning to bring her lunch? Did she pay you?â
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