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

Chapter 421: Delusional

The lecture ended, and Carl walked away, but not before casting subtle glances in the direction of

Nnenna.

It was almost as if his eyes silently told her to cfind him later. Then he left swiftly, before

anyone could clearly tell who had caught his attention.

Unfortunately for him, almost everyone else followed his gaze, and they all saw the sperson:

the girl sitting right in front of Nnenna.

The girl’s face flushed deeply, her cheeks and neck turning bright red. Prince Carl had just looked at

her! What could it possibly mean?

Whispers and envious stares soon surrounded her. Many envied the girl’s apparent favor, while

others began to realize the weight of what had just happened.

Here was a talented scholarship student stepping into the spotlight, clearly making waves among

their ranks.

The girl caught the disdainful glance of a high ranking noble’s daughter nearby, who snorted in

contempt, obviously looking down on her. But the girl did not mind and just snorted at the noble, if

she truly had Prince Carl’s support, what was there to fear?

The noble girl was furious and stood up abruptly, confronting the girl in front of Nnenna.

“How dare you look down on me, Jana! Do you even know who my father is?” she demanded, her

voice rising with arrogance.

But Jana, the scholarship student, was no longer the timid girl who used to cower under their

stares. She stood her ground confidently.

“You nobles are always trying to bully those you think are weak,” she said coldly. “Well, guess

what? I’m not weak anymore. And now that you have seen Prince Carl looking at me, you're

panicking.”

She stepped closer, her eyes sharp.

“Stay away from me, before | casually mention your nto Prince Carl one day. We'll see how bold you are

then. Your father may be a noble, but I'm going to be queen of one of the strongest kingdoms on the continent.”

The entire room went silent. The noble girl's mouth opened and closed, but no words cout.

“You... you—" she stammered, completely deflated.

She knew that if she pushed any further, she might draw the wrong kind of attention, not just to herself, but to

her family. Without another word, she turned and left, humiliated.

Nnenna watched the unfold with quiet amusement. Big Brother Carl had really stirred up a massive

misunderstanding this time.

And it wasn't just the noble girl, every single person in the lecture hall was now fully convinced that the once

bullied scholarship girl was about to rise through the ranks of society.

After all, Prince Carl had never looked at anyone like that before. Not a boy, not a girl, no one. But today, he had.

And not just once, either. The fact that it happened more than once sealed the story in their minds.

The atmosphere shifted. Students who had once ignored Jana now shrunk back, trying to hide their presence,

their envy, and their earlier pride.

Meanwhile, Jana herself grew bolder with every passing second, her confidence inflating like a balloon.

Nnenna sighed and silently lit a candle for her in her mind.

Thanks to one meaningful glance, the poor girl had unknowingly offended nearly everyone around her, nobles

and commoners alike. All because of a beautiful misunderstanding.

And Nnenna? She had absolutely no intention of correcting it.

With a shrug, she calmly brought out her lecture schedule, scanning to see which class was next. If Jana insisted

on walking headfirst into danger with such boldness, well... what could she possibly do about it?

But trouble still found its way to Nnenna.

Jana, feeling empowered and untouchable, suddenly glanced back, and that’s when she saw her. Nnenna. For a

moment, she was struck by how beautiful the girl was. A flicker of envy flared up in her chest.

Then she remembered: Nnenna had blatantly broken Prince Carl's strict rule about punctuality and had walked

away unscathed. No punishment. No rebuke. Nothing.

Her conclusion was immediate, and petty.

It must be because of her face! Jana seethed. She's pretty, that's why. She must be seducing him!

But now she, Jana, was going to be Carl's queen. And there was no way she would let another pretty face get

close to him. Not on her watch.

By now, her earlier display had already earned her a small group of followers, classmates who, mistaking her

rising status for actual power, began to flatter her and fall in line. They quickly caught on to her disdainful glance

at Nnenna.

One of them, a girl eager to please, stepped forward without hesitation.

“Hey, you!” she called out, pointing directly at Nnenna.

The lecture hall quieted just a bit.

“From now on, when you see Princess Jana or Prince Carl, walk the other way. Don’t let them lay

eyes on you again. Do you hear me?!”

All eyes turned to Nnenna.

Princess? That was all Nnenna heard.

Who made the girl a princess? she thought with a raised brow. Her eyes drifted to Jana, who stood

there with a smug, self satisfied expression, clearly basking in the title as though it had been

officially conferred.

Girl, aren’t you going to say something about this misunderstanding? Nnenna wondered silently,

but Jana just raised her chin higher, fully embracing the delusion.

“Hey! Didn’t you hear me?!” the henchgirl snapped, clearly enraged by Nnenna’s calm, indifferent

demeanor. “How dare you stare at Princess Jana like that!”

Before Nnenna could respond, the girl sitting beside her abruptly stood up, clearly done with the

nonsense.

“Leave her alone!” she shot back. “All your ‘Princess Jana’ has are glances, and now you're acting

like she got a marriage proposal!”

Her words rang out loud and clear, making several students stop and blink in realization.

Indeed, it was just a few glances. Had they really been that significant?

While most still hesitated to openly challenge Jana, the spell of her supposed authority was clearly

starting to crack.