Vector, a poor, crippled chef, killed himself after being fed up with his pathetic life. When he reincarnated into the first cringe fantasy story he’s ever read, he was horrified, then excited to find out he’s not crippled in this life. He’d be able to do things he couldn’t in his past life, like have fun and woo beautiful women. But that fantasy was instantly cut short on realizing he wasn’t the male lead, but instead a useless extra that was lovesick over the alpha male lead, who later ended up killing him.

Vector, now Varney, wants nothing of that life. 

Aside from being straight as hell, he also knows the male lead ended up killing him… so, on the day he was supposed to officially meet the male lead, he stayed away, having no interest in competing for the male lead’s attention with other lovesick fools. 

Luckily, a rare opportunity comes by— to attend Hillstone Supernatural academy, a school where only elites attend, but every year, few selected humans from every kingdom are opportuned to attend, for a chance to make a name for themselves before graduation. 

In the academy, Varney instantly discovers that nothing is as it seems. Lies and secrets litter the dark hallway, safety is nonexistent and the strong preyed on the weak. Humans, who’re at the bottom of the hierarchy, are more like flies in the midst of monsters, waiting to be swatted away. In hillstone, being noticed and sought after as a human meant three things = disaster, danger and… death.

Varney planned to stay unnoticed, graduate and leave without getting into any trouble. 

But can that be possible when he not only unexpectedly crosses paths with the daunting, alpha male lead but also ends up having to share a room with him? Worse, the male lead’s reputation is dark as night and even the strongest students here in Hillstone are wary of him.

Like his problems aren’t enough, wherever he went, he attracted trouble his way like a faulty magnet, causing him to be noticed against his will. 

Varney’s carefully mapped-out second chance life went from oil to open fire in a heartbeat.

My skin was tight, and my patience felt nonexistent right now, and I don't even know why. I tried to focus on the girl in my lap right now, but it was impossible because my mind kept wandering, over and over again.


An annoyed groan left my mouth and I kissed her harder, hating the sound of the moan she let out as she melted into me. I didn't want her making any sound, cause for some reason, it was grating on my nerves right now.


Perhaps it was her scent. It was too much for me to push through right now. Usually I could force myself to not focus on the scent of anyone I decide to bed, but right now, it was just too much, clogging my lungs up and leaving an oily, unpleasant feeling behind.


"Knox!!!" A shrill, familiar feminine voice filled the air before I noticed Alicia standing at the entrance of the restroom I was in. She had a murderous expression on as she stalked in, glaring daggers at the girl I was in here with. 


Chapter 23 - 23: mad