My Best Friend's Secret Superpower Backfired Before the Big Exam

In this world, failing the Grand National Exam meant immediate consignment to the lowest caste, becoming nothing more than an indentured servant.

After my rebirth, I burned all my revision notes.

Only because in my previous life, my so-called best friend used a system to spy through my vision.

I’d poured my heart and soul into those exam notes, burning the midnight oil for two years straight. They were my ultimate guide to passing.

She printed them out and freely handed them to every other student around us, but I was the only one kept in the dark.