They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 514: I Blinked and Missed it!

She was calm, strangely so, and her beauty made more than a few glance twice.

Isn’t that...?

She doesn’t look like a Year 1...

Whispers began to stir, but no one dared say anything directly to Nicholas.

Still, a few could not help wondering

Why was he going this far?

If she is really lost, just show her the way... why block her like that? Unless... was he picking on her on purpose?

But silence ruled.

This was Nicholas, after all. And Stephanie was standing nearby, arms crossed, face twisted in a satisfied little smirk. The kind that dared anyone to interfere.

As for Nnenna

Her eyes flicked from Nicholas... to Stephanie... then to the silent crowd watching like an audience unsure whether to cheer or hide.

So this is how it’s going to be...?

She straightened her back. Her voice came out cool and even

"Move over," Nnenna said calmly.

Her voice wasn’t loud, but it cut clean through the growing murmurs in the hallway like a knife through silk.

Heads turned again.

Wait, was she... staying?

Whispers spread like wildfire.

"She just told Nicholas to move?" a girl whispered, her voice caught between disbelief and secondhand fear.

"Does she even know who they are?" someone else murmured, leaning forward like watching a drama unfold.

"That’s Stephanie’s twin. Elder Knox’s grandson!" a guy said sharply, eyes narrowing as if trying to confirm Nnenna’s sanity.

"She should be groveling, not standing there like some final boss character!" another added, half joking, half terrified.

Whispers spread like wildfire. No one could decide if this girl was fearless... or just plain crazy.

A few others peeked from behind their books, wide eyed, waiting for the drama to unfold. This wasn’t something you saw every day, a year one student staring down Nicholas and Stephanie like they were random nobodies.

Nicholas smirked as the chatter filled his ears. The confidence in his stance grew.

"Oh? You’ve got guts now, huh?" he taunted, stepping forward. "Let’s see what you can do now that Carl isn’t here to babysit you."

Nnenna sighed quietly, her fingers twitching once at her side. Do I really have to deal with people like this every time?

In the blink of an eye, so fast most people missed it, she stepped forward and brushed past him.

But it wasn’t just a pass.

Her hand barely moved, but Nicholas staggered sideways as if pushed by an invisible force. He tried to resist, but his stance broke and his foot slid.

The students gasped.

By the time he blinked and looked up, Nnenna was already seated at the front, casually adjusting her bag like nothing had happened.

Nicholas stood frozen for a moment.

Then his eyes widened. "H-How... how did you break through my defense?"

He wasn’t just surprised, he was shaken. He was a trained martial artist, not some pretender. His body had reacted on instinct, but even that hadn’t been fast enough.

And that girl had moved like the wind.

Whispers erupted again, this time with a mix of awe and disbelief.

"Wait, did you see that?" one student gasped, eyes wide in disbelief.

"I blinked and missed it! What even happened?!" another cried, twisting around in their seat to confirm with others.

"No freaking way... That looked like a legit redirect technique. Subtle, clean, barely any movement!" a guy whispered, awestruck.

"She moved Nicholas like he weighed nothing. Is she... trained? Like, formally trained?"

A long pause stretched. noveldrama

"Who the hell is she?" someone finally muttered, quiet, but loud enough that everyone heard it.

Up front, Nnenna didn’t say a word. She simply pulled out her pen, eyes focused, expression unreadable.

Nicholas wasn’t the only one stunned by what just happened. But most of the year three Medicine and Surgery students brushed it off.

"Heh... he must’ve been caught off guard. That’s the only explanation." one guy said, trying to rationalize what he just saw.

"Yeah, no way a year one girl just... tossed Nicholas like that. Not possible." another muttered, brows furrowed.

"Please. The strength gap between year one and year three is like heaven and earth." a girl scoffed, folding her arms.

"She’s probably just ridiculously lucky. Or maybe he tripped?" someone else offered, voice uncertain, trying to convince themselves more than anyone.

The whispers continued, dismissive but curious.

Nicholas, cheeks burning with humiliation, clenched his jaw and stormed toward Nnenna’s seat at the front.

The girl hadn’t even spared him a second glance.

"Hey!" he barked. "Who do you think you are?"

Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed her wrist and tried to yank her out of her seat.

Nnenna rolled her eyes. So dramatic.

Still, she let him try. No resistance, no response. She didn’t even blink.

But within seconds, Nicholas’s expression shifted from smug to confused.

He tugged again. Harder. Nothing.

He gritted his teeth, using both hands now. Still nothing.

Then he braced himself, planted his feet, and pulled like his pride depended on it.

Which it kind of did.

But Nnenna didn’t move. Not an inch. She just sat there, head slightly tilted, staring at him like he was a confused toddler trying to move a statue.

Sweat began to bead across Nicholas’s forehead.

His arms trembled. His back tensed.

It felt like trying to lift a mountain.

"What the heck..." he finally muttered, stepping back and letting go as if her arm had turned to stone.

He blinked at his hands in disbelief.

A beat of silence passed.

Then

"Wait... is he seriously pretending right now?" one guy whispered, squinting.

"No way, maybe he’s just trying to flirt?" another said, half amused, half in disbelief.

"Hold up. Are we witnessing a crush unfold in real time?!" a girl gasped, nudging her friend. "And it’s Nicholas too. Another eligible bachelor taken." She added sadly.

"Please tell me I’m not the only one seeing this drama go down."

"I mean, she is gorgeous. Maybe he’s just showing off, hoping she’ll notice him."