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 hand tightened on my doorknob and I snarled, hating the swirling feeling bubbling within me, cause that was so unlike me and unlike anything I've ever felt before. There's this pressing urge within me, urging me to chase after Varney.


To chase after the human, bring him back into my room, and then pin him down—


I shook my head fast, making the rest of those thoughts crash against a wall. These kinds of thoughts have refused to leave my mind since the moment i told him he could leave. 


I had released my wolf right after he left, ordering him to tail after the human and ensure that he arrived at his dorm safely. But right now, I was almost regretting doing that, because it would elmlst sound like I cared about him, when I didht.


Why would I care about him? A human? A scoff left my mouth as I sank down into one of my couches. Now that's just ridiculous, a human is the last id ever care about.


Chapter 46 - 46: Self Blame