I Didn't Want This Kind Of High Teen Possession (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
In my previous life, my name was Yuri. Park Yuri.
A face so pale it was almost translucent, and limbs so thin only the bare minimum of muscle remained.
Though I had the chance to enter a prestigious university thanks to decent grades achieved through minimal private tutoring, I ultimately chose to enroll in a less competitive university to secure a scholarship.
To maintain that scholarship, I had to study hard, and once I started living alone in a studio, I had to work part-time day and night to earn rent and living expenses.
My parents were already overwhelmed just supporting my younger sibling through college entrance exams.
The only joy I had left was watching dramas.
Dramas I watched by sharing an account with my high school friends.
I couldn’t even begin to express how envious I was of those carefree high schoolers in teen dramas, attending elite schools.
Moreover, the characters got into the very universities I had dreamed of—and still managed to carry on romances.
In my harsh reality, I yearned for them so deeply while watching those shows.
I probably died from overwork in my past life.
I vaguely remembered collapsing onto my desk mid-episode, blood dripping from my nose.
…In my previous life, I entered a university I didn’t want because of my family’s financial situation—but maybe this time could be different?
‘If I can’t become the protagonist of a high-school drama, then I’ll settle for the highest academic pedigree to resolve my lingering regrets!’
So perhaps the system had already read my desire early on and bestowed upon me the title “Academic Monster.”
…I said I wouldn’t care if someone called me materialistic, but still—was it really necessary to immediately hand me the title “Academic Monster” like it was waiting for me?
It felt as if someone had been watching my shallow behavior and deliberately gave me this title, making me frown involuntarily.
“What’s up with that face, Juno?”
“Oh, nothing.”
Adrian asked, noticing my sour expression.
I shook my head and quickly swiped away the status window.
The ridiculous title acquisition window vanished, and Adrian’s status window reappeared.
This wasn’t the time to worry about titles.
I carefully inspected Adrian’s stats.
‘It seems that in this world, not everyone gains skills immediately upon awakening.’
According to the news, most Awakened individuals received their powers on the day the Gates simultaneously opened across the globe.
Although each Awakened person’s rank and granted skills were entirely random, most could use at least one or two skills.
Except for Adrian and me.
To be precise, Adrian’s skill setup was locked.
Unlike me, who at least had a passive skill unlocked.
‘I’ve never heard Ms. Jina mention anything like this… Could there be a difference between A-rank and S-rank? And does Adrian even know he’s S-rank?’
I absentmindedly clicked on Adrian’s “Skill Attribute” tab.
A new screen shimmered into view.
[Your skills are locked.] [S-rank Awakened individuals must complete a quest to unlock their skills.] [The lock will be released upon completing your Awakening Quest.]‘…A quest?’
It seemed S-rank Awakened individuals had to complete a special unlocking quest before using their skills.
Just as I was about to ask Adrian if he knew about his condition, a loud whistle echoed from behind me.
“What the heck, Adrian? You awakened too?”
“What rank are you? You must’ve gotten a high one, right?”
“Ah, they say the rich get richer. Even awakening… Seriously, is the sky really that unfair? Are you seriously hogging everything for yourself?”
It was the F-rank football team guys gathered in the gym.
They stood with their hands stuck in their pockets, swaggering obnoxiously.
Their words were clearly mocking Adrian.
‘Well, it’s no secret Adrian comes from a prominent family.’
Adrian seemed to attract both admiration and envy from everyone around him.
“Hey, Adrian, just tell us honestly—what rank are you? You’re clearly on a different level from us lowly F-rank dunces, right?”
I narrowed my eyes as I watched them.
If Adrian’s rank turned out to be excellent, they’d surely sneer about how God favored certain people.
But if his rank was as low as theirs, they’d puff up with smug superiority—as if the great Adrian was just an ordinary F-rank.
‘Well, it’s none of my business anyway.’
Despite their transparent probing, Adrian simply smiled gently.
“Well, whatever rank I am, I’m still just a human like you—and a fellow student at Rowingham School. There’s no fundamental difference.”
“We didn’t ask to hear that sanctimonious nonsense! What’s with the fake modesty?”
“Fake modesty? That’s a harsh interpretation—it actually hurts a little.”
Adrian must have heard this kind of mockery countless times before.
Even as they pressed him aggressively for his rank, his expression remained perfectly composed.
But then, at the edge of his ever-polite smile, I spotted a flicker of something emotionless.
‘Huh.’
The blank expression vanished in an instant.
After exchanging a few words with the football team, Adrian quietly slipped away from my side as if to avoid further confrontation.
I stared at his retreating back and thought,
‘So he can make that kind of face too.’
Not that I really cared.
[This is the timeline separator]After being summoned to the gym, we learned the current situation in Connecticut through Ms. Jina’s briefing.
An hour ago, a group of Awakened Americans had managed to close the Gate that appeared over a Connecticut-based company.
However, according to international reports, Gates continued to open and close incessantly around the world.
This time, luckily, no casualties occurred, and the Awakened closed the Gate—but there was no guarantee it wouldn’t open again.
“India, China, and Costa Rica reportedly see new Gates opening every single day. There’s no way this was our last one, right?”
Because of this, new laws and regulations were being established daily.
Every Awakened individual was precious, so it was only natural the government kept a close eye even on underage Awakened.
Still, they couldn’t forcibly conscript students due to parental opposition and ethical concerns.
“That’s why they’ll likely organize volunteer teams from each high school to close nearby low-tier Gates.”
“Teams?”
“Yes. Schools will serve as bases, and students will work with military personnel to shut down Gates in the surrounding area. Don’t worry—they’ll only assign low-difficulty Gates after the military evaluates each dungeon’s rank.”
In short, high schoolers would form teams and take on closing low-tier Gates near their schools almost like an extracurricular activity.
A few U.S. soldiers would be stationed at the school to supervise and assist the Awakened.
Through this, underage Awakened could be trained into capable adult Hunters.
‘The President was eyeing our morning study sessions too… Is this some kind of early Hunter training program?’
Naturally, the soldiers stationed at the school would also be Awakened.
“They say a designated military officer will be assigned to our school within a few days.”
“What? So we’ll keep having regular classes?”
“Of course, Simon. Students need to attend classes, don’t they?”
Ms. Jina shrugged.
Given that Julia Kim, a fiercely education-oriented woman, was President, the idea of closing schools was out of the question.
Just a few days ago, politicians were arguing on the radio about this very issue.
One broadcast nationwide had shouted, “If schools and offices shut down every time a Gate opens, who’s going to hold up the stock market?”
‘Wow, the stock market over human lives?’
This wasn’t like the dramas at all—reality shouldn’t be this harsh, should it?
Anyway, the plan was for high school teams, alongside stationed U.S. soldiers, to handle nearby low-tier Gates while maintaining normal daily life.
‘I really hope that military officer stationed at our school turns out to be a kind person.’
I’m not even asking for someone handsome or benevolent.
I just hope this teen drama doesn’t devolve into some grim military story.
After hearing Ms. Jina’s brief explanation about team activities, I left the gym.
Honestly, I wasn’t expecting much.
‘Adrian being S-rank is a decent find, but everyone else is F-rank. And now we’re waiting for some unknown military Awakened? Too many variables.’
What if I ended up stuck under that person’s command until I died?
Disheartened, I headed back toward the school building, hoping to quietly gather bonus points while enjoying some honey.
Well, I tried to head back.
“Hey, show us your skill right here, right now!”
My head turned automatically at the loud, rough voice.
After the teachers had already returned to the school building, the burly football team had gathered behind the gym.
Looking closer, I recognized a familiar face among them.
‘Adrian?’
Adrian stood silently among the football players, his expression completely neutral.
Since the gym, the football team had been incessantly demanding Adrian demonstrate his skill.
Adrian shook his head.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t show you.”
His flat tone only seemed to further irritate the football players, who grew more aggressive.
“You’re seriously refusing to use your skill just because we’re F-rank? Who do you think you are? Everything you have—your family, your rank—it’s all handed to you! It’s not because you’re actually special!”
“Are you saying you won’t show your skill to people like us? If that’s not it, then just show it once!”
Their words overflowed with irrational leaps and deep-seated inferiority.
Adrian let out a faint sigh as he looked at them.
“I already told you—I can’t show it.”
“You little—!”
Finally, one of the football players snapped and grabbed Adrian by the collar.
At this rate, they’d probably start brawling before they even formed a team to enter the dungeon.
‘And as for Adrian…’
I glanced at Adrian, who hadn’t moved a muscle despite being grabbed.
‘Of course he can’t use his skill—his skills are locked.’
How frustrating must that be for him?
He’s S-rank, yet stuck in a state where he can’t properly use his skills.
“I’ve disliked you ever since you became student council president. Do you think you’re the center of this world or something?”
“I don’t know why you think I believe that… but okay.”
“Why do I think that? Because you’re just that unlucky!”
Simon, still gripping Adrian’s collar, slammed his fist into the gym wall.
A tiny crack formed on the solid concrete wall.
He must’ve used his reinforcement ability—strengthening his fist, as one would expect from a strength-type Awakened.
I quickly pulled up Simon’s character info again.
[Skill: Tough Fist (F).]Apparently, his fist was just slightly tougher than an ordinary person’s.
Though it was a practically useless skill, it could probably still break a human bone.
Even Adrian—my precious lifeline—might end up with cracks in his bones.
If that happened, not only would we be unable to enter the dungeon together, he’d be stuck in the hospital instead…
‘What should I do?’
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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The moment I read the message, I replied within five seconds.
Bruh she sounds drunk from the text 🤣🤣… he is definitely coming now
“If you’re not her boyfriend, why would you ask her to go to the party together?
My brain melted from reading this…. in its cringe and typo glory
That was a lie. Truthfully, I was going to find Adrian.
It’s giving wattpad cringe but I’ll bite till I can’t anymore
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The pacing of this story is honestly so good. Every chapter just flows perfectly into the next and keeps me hooked.