Chapter 3

I had just gotten out of the shower when I saw a flood of messages. Opening them, I found I’d been posted on the infamous 'Confession Wall' on SnapChat by Seraphina.

“Heads up! Alex, from our major, was seen making vulgar gestures towards me in public for *two whole hours*! Can the university even do anything about this?”

The accompanying photo showed me walking on campus, scratching an itch when my skin condition had flared up.

My classmates immediately bombarded my DMs with attacks.

“You did that in public? You’re a pervert, aren't you?”

“Is this the kind of scum who gets a guaranteed grad school spot in our major? Does this kind of trash really deserve it?”

“I just burst out laughing at this 'super-achiever' who thinks he's too good for his classmates and sexually harasses women! And he's getting a guaranteed grad school spot?”

At the same time, a message from Seraphina also came through:

“Alex, I never thought you’d do something so disgusting to me. I don’t want to blow this out of proportion, so just write me an apology letter, and I’ll clear things up for you.”

I scoffed coldly, replying with indifference.

“Sure. I’ll write it as soon as you release the full security camera footage.”

Seraphina fell silent.

Yet, as I walked around campus, people were already giving me weird looks.

“Quick, get away! That’s the pervert! Be careful he doesn’t target you!”

“I heard he only got his grad school spot because his brother is a professor here, he just pulled strings!”

“Poor Seraphina! She's failed so many classes because he threatened her. How can there be such scum among university students?”

Their words were exactly as they had been in my last life, and I was already used to it.

Back then, after Seraphina’s slander, the university slapped me with a severe disciplinary action. I told them I had proof, but the Dean slammed his fist on the desk, his eyes blazing with fury.

“Do you have any idea that because of *you*, our university’s decades of hard-earned reputation are gone? If you can’t provide proof, you’ll regret it!”

I gritted my teeth and went back to my dorm to find my medical report. But before I could even speak, my roommate burned it right in front of me.

“Give *you* proof? You never showed me mercy on an exam! Why should I help you?”

I tried to go to the campus medical office to get a new report, but the young woman on duty that day shut me out.

“Get lost! If you don’t leave, I’m calling the police!”

I tried to find my brother, Julian, to have him confirm my skin condition. But as soon as I entered his office, Seraphina was already there, sobbing dramatically in front of him. My brother, without even hearing my side of the story, slapped me across the face.

“You animal! My family has no place for scum like you!”

Unable to get any proof, I was powerless, and the university expelled me. To mitigate the scandal, the university gave my grad school spot to Seraphina.

As I left campus, my classmates wasted no time kicking me while I was down, saying someone like me deserved exactly what I got.

Thinking of my fate in my previous life, I silently gathered evidence on my own, enduring countless sneers and dismissals in the process.

Just as I prepared my evidence, ready to fight back, my DMs exploded.

“This is what passes for a university student? If I were him, I wouldn’t even have the face to stay in school!”

“Such an embarrassment to our university! Can he just leave already?”

Some even photoshopped my picture in black and white, surrounding it with funeral wreaths. I was being cyberbullied!

The familiar words sent a fresh stab of pain through my heart. I couldn't believe it. Even after being reborn, even after avoiding all contact with Seraphina, and even after giving up my grad school spot, she was *still* trying to cyberbully me!