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Coming out of the Ideal Human Project, Mizuhara Ayato was referred to as the 'perfect human'. However, life was not so simple for this unfortunate boy. Stuck between other genius students and a meritocratic high school, Mizuhara would find himself unable to live a calm life.

Who really is Mizuhara Ayato? 

Apathetic, listless and uncaring, will anyone ever make Mizuhara feel something? Even in the harsh conditions of the Tachibana System, he shows no signs of struggle.

Is he the ultimate proof that nurture is stronger than nature?

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Sara Fujiharu, the cutest girl in the school, is also known as the 'Seatmate Bully'. Every few weeks, the class seating changes and every time, Fujiharu-san gets a new target. What's her goal? To make the boy sitting next to her fall in love, and once she does, she destroys their heart, crushing their love.

Why does she do this? I still don't know.

It's March 23rd, the day of the seating change. So far, ten boys have fallen for her traps, her playful attitude, and her innocent face. Not a single boy so far has managed to brush off her attacks-and every single time; their weak hearts have been crushed.

Now it's my turn.
However, my heart is not so easily played with.
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Gifted Academy: The Perfect Student

The next morning, I strolled into the classroom and noticed a crowd of people gathered in front of the board. I guess the highest point owners were displayed once again. There was some pretty intense chatter coming from within the circle. It seemed that there were quite a few surprising developments.


As I nudged myself in and took at the leaderboard, there were some interesting things developing in the other classes. However, our class' results and placements were pretty predictable to me. Students who usually didn't even show up to class were standing near the board, frantically trying to understand what was going on.


The air conditioner was blasting cold air into the classroom, gently circulating air around. However, even with all its efforts, the classroom was still eerily warm. Not that it really mattered to me at all.


It was the second day of the special exam.


The First Special Exam - Part 5