Why Should I Stop Being a Villain

It was early morning, and the classroom was sparsely populated. Asher quietly made his way to his seat from the previous day. The classroom had been abuzz with chatter, as students got to know each other and talked about exploring the World Academy. However, now, the silence was deafening.

After a few minutes, Alyssa also entered the classroom. Asher knew that Alyssa always arrived early to avoid meeting people on her way, and it appeared that she was doing the same this time around.

The classroom gradually filled up, and Vanessa sat beside Alyssa, which made some students glare at her. They couldn't understand why anyone would want to associate with Alyssa.

Many students wondered if Vanessa was stupid for sitting next to her, but no one spoke out.

Why?

The answer was simple: the assessment test hadn't happened yet. No one wanted to pick a fight with someone who might turn out to be a top performer. A Ranker was not only a person with the most GP but also the person with the most facilities and resources. Most of the students that were from a normal background understood this very well enough to not do something stupid.

While some of the wealthy students may have sought out trouble, no one wanted to disturb Asher, who was sitting with his eyes closed.

*Step* *Step*

All the students heard a step as Professor Elsa entered the class. The chattering inside the classroom quieted down as they turned their attention towards her.

Elsa surveyed the class, her gaze stopping briefly on Asher, her subtle change of expression went unnoticed by the other students. She calmly sat down and addressed the class.

"Today, we will have your first class about mana and other related topics. It will cover basic theory, but if you have any doubts, feel free to ask me," she said as the screen behind her changed to show a mana core.

"A mana core is where you store and channel your mana from," Elsa began explaining.

"Every person has a different core, and it all depends on talent and hard work," the image changed, and many rings appeared around the mana core.

"As you know, to rank from one major rank to another, you need to form a ring around your mana core, but does anyone know why?" Elsa asked, leaving the students a bit confused. They only knew that a ring was formed during ranking up from one rank to another, but they didn't know why.

"It's actually simple. Despite the vast difference in our mana cores, their size is the same," Elsa pointed at the rings and spoke.

"These rings keep your mana core stable and maintain the density of the mana inside your core. Normally, we just call it a mana heart, but both mana rings and the mana core are essential and important factors that determine your strength and other things as well,"

She continued her explanation, and some students who were confused didn't hesitate to ask for clarification. At first, they were afraid due to Elsa's stern look, but as they listened to her speak, they realized she was quite calm and friendly.

The lecture lasted for an hour, during which Elsa also explained what to look for while forming the mana ring and other basic things. Asher already knew all that, and it was the same for all the privileged students as well.

"Well, that's all for today. You guys don't have any classes, so I suggest you go to the library and read more about mana theory," Elsa said, standing up and leaving the class. "Starting tomorrow, your joint classes will begin, so try to expand your knowledge as much as you can before then."

"You going somewhere, Yawn~" Venessa said to Alyssa as she stretched out her hands.

Alyssa was diligently taking notes during the class, while Venessa was just pretending to pay attention, unlike Asher, who had his eyes closed the whole time.

Alyssa looked at Venessa,

"I have a student council meeting," Although it was awkward for her to talk normally like this but she still replied to Venessa.

"Oh, goodluck," Venessa said as raised her thumb cheering her.

Venessa's actions invited a lot of hatred from other students, but she didn't seem to care.

Asher stood up, making some students who were still glaring in their direction flinch, but he quietly left the classroom without causing any trouble.

Alyssa followed him as the Student Council meeting was about to start soon.

Asher and Alyssa went together to the exchange sector. Asher looked at the message he had received on his ID bracelet.

〈 Student Council Meeting || Time : 11 AM || Portal : Block 1 - Facility Sector 〉

The Facility Sector was where the Great Library and all the other facilities used by both the professors and students were located. Even the various clubs formed by the students were present in this sector as well.

After teleporting, they arrived in an area where many students could be seen coming in and out of various buildings. Some were chatting with their friends with bright faces, while others were carrying multiple books in their hands, looking tired.

Both of them attracted a lot of attention, but for completely different reasons.

"Isn't she that girl?" Many students could be heard whispering when they saw Alyssa.

"Wow, the heir of the Greville family, he looks so handsome~" Others were whispering about Asher.

Before the crowd of students could grow any bigger, some students wearing black uniforms came towards Asher and Alyssa.

"The Student Council Building is the far one on the left," the senior-year student said, pointing them towards a building that looked more like a mansion than a regular building.

In fact, many of the buildings in this sector resembled European castles, but it didn't really matter much. Only the Great Library, which was a huge castle-like building with multiple pillars and many engravings on it, stood out among them all. The rest were quite pale in comparison.

It didn't take long for both of them to arrive inside the Student Council building as nobody really bothered anyone from the Student Council. The senior student guided them towards a very big hall, which was filled with various seats mostly on the sides and a few in the center.

"You guys can sit there," he said respectfully, knowing Asher's status.

Asher and Alyssa quietly sat on their seats. This hall was the main meeting hall, and multiple photos of past Student Council presidents could be seen hanging on the walls. The room was brightly lit, and a chandelier could be seen above the center table.

It seemed as though Asher and Alyssa had arrived early or were called ahead of schedule, as no one had shown up in the last five minutes.

The atmosphere in the room was tense, with the present guy feeling quite nervous. He was following the orders of the Student Council President, who had instructed them to wait for the rest of the Student Council. However, if he somehow offended the heir of the Greville family, his future would be in jeopardy.

Being from a normal family, he knew that he couldn't refuse either of them. He silently prayed that Asher wouldn't lose his patience and take it out on him.

Time ticked on as 30 minutes have passed, and the hall remained completely empty. Asher and Alyssa remained quiet the whole time, with Asher keeping his eyes closed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and met the gaze of the senior year student, who flinched in fear.

But luckily for him, Asher did not call him out, he was fervently praying for the Student Council President's arrival. The sooner they would arrive, the sooner he could exit this damn hall.

As if the gods have answered his prayer outside in the common area outside the exchange sector, a group of students clad in black uniforms walked with a sense of purpose, commanding the attention of their peers. Their attire exuded an air of authority and status that couldn't be ignored.

Amidst the group, one particular student stood out from the rest. It was a tall girl with long, flowing white hair that cascaded down her back in waves. Her crystal blue eyes were framed by long white eyelashes, and her beauty was undeniable. It was none other than Raelyn Whiteheart, the Student Council President.

As Raelyn made her way through the common area, students couldn't help but stare in awe of her commanding presence. Her confident gait and warm smile were enough to put anyone at ease, and she made sure to greet each student she passed with a friendly wave.

"Wow, every time I see our president I fall in love again," A guy said to his friend while still looking at Raelyn.

"As if she would talk to the likes of you," His friend mocked him.

It wasn't just Raelyn who was attracting attention from their peers; the Vice President, Tyrone Martell, was also turning heads and stealing hearts. As heir to the Martell family, one of the 15 Elite families, Tyrone's presence commanded respect and admiration.

His sharp black eyes coupled with his short ash brown hair, and his handsome face was accentuated by a strong jawline and chiseled features. Tyrone's tall stature and broad shoulders only added to his impressive appearance, making him a force to be reckoned with.

The group finally arrived in the center hall, where they noticed two first-year students sitting quietly in their seats. Raelyn had a mischievous grin on her face, clearly satisfied with the prank she had played to get back at Asher for his disrespect towards her the day before. Tyrone, on the other hand, was puzzled by the sight of the first-years and couldn't understand why they were there so early.

However, seeing Raelyn's smug expression, he quickly realized what had happened. While he didn't voice his dissatisfaction with the situation, he knew better than to let Raelyn create unnecessary conflict with Asher.

Tyrone was someone who always looked at the long-term results of things rather than the short-term gains. He understood that creating unnecessary tension with Asher could potentially lead to more significant problems down the line, so he had supported Asher the day before.

"Let's hope things don't escalate," Tyrone muttered to himself as the group settled into their seats. Raelyn and Tyrone took the central seats while the rest of the group sat around them, awaiting the start of the meeting.