The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 247

Chapter 247: As long as you believe in yourself, you can do it
Class seemed to drag on forever, always so dull and flavorless.

It felt like the same old routine, monotonous and sleep-inducing, despite no apparent repetition.

Who says students don’t serve time? Isn’t this just like being in prison every day?

Of course, studying wasn’t a challenge for Sam at the moment.

He just felt sorry for Louis next to him, whose head bobbed like a pecking chicken. Who knew how late he had stayed up playing video games last night to be this sleepy…

And it wasn’t even noon yet. Sam was already considering whether to head to the club room after school.

Some issues were still unresolved.

Although he had reacted promptly and thought of a temporary solution yesterday, it wasn’t completely settled.

Whether it was Isabella, who had been forced into sleep during the process, or Sophie.

The situation yesterday was too urgent, so Sam had to resort to the simplest and most direct approach.

Just thinking about it, could he really fool Isabella by pretending nothing had happened? Obviously not.

But her surprisingly cooperative demeanor puzzled Sam.

How could she believe so easily? She hadn’t caused him any extra trouble. At that moment, this senior had shown a level of compliance that was so comfortable it was almost unbelievable to Sam.

Leaning back in his chair, Sam gazed out the window and sighed deeply.

Birds flew across the azure sky on this beautiful, cool deep autumn day, yet the refreshing air seemed unable to penetrate his heart.

In this messy world, there were always these particularly tranquil moments that made you yearn for more.

It was like a grand deception.

Making you believe that there is still beauty in this world.

Making it impossible for you to completely give up.

But what to do? It seemed there was no solution at all.

Sam hadn’t expected to run into Isabella before he even made it to the club room.

“Hmm? Sam, why do you look so surprised?” she asked.

Isabella appeared quite abruptly, taking a seat across from Sam without any prior indication, settling down so naturally that there wasn’t a hint of awkwardness.

Sam was a bit taken aback. “Senior, you come to the cafeteria too?”

“What else? Just because I’m pretty, does that mean I don’t need to eat?”

Hmm? Was that what Sam meant? She really knew how to compliment herself.

“That’s not what I meant. I just haven’t seen you here before, so I thought you never came to places like this.”

Isabella pursed her lips and smiled, her plate in front of her quite lavish, seemingly unconcerned about it affecting her figure.

“Because I usually bring my own lunch, I rarely eat here. Today, on a whim, I decided to come here for a meal and just happened to run into Sam. Must be some special fate, right?”

She definitely wasn’t here on a whim.

Of course, such minor details weren’t worth fussing over.

Sam thought for a moment and said, “Whether it’s fate, I don’t know, but I do realize you’re quite a remarkable person.”

“Remarkable? How so?” she asked.

Sam smiled and said, “About yesterday’s incident…”

Isabella took a bite of her food, then bit her spoon, gazing at Sam.

Her beautiful, captivating eyes were like sparkling amber, possessing a charm that drew one in, making it easy to get lost in them.

Fortunately, Sam had been through many trials and had seen his fair share of ‘big scenes.’ His defenses against beautiful women were quite high now. He was no longer that naive boy.

“Yesterday’s incident? What happened yesterday? Didn’t you say I just fell asleep?”

Sam couldn’t help but laugh.

“Stop joking, senior. You’re not a fool. You surely don’t believe that, do you?”

Isabella blinked innocently at Sam.

“Otherwise? I really trust what Sam says. Are you saying you deceived me? I’m so sad~~~”

Isabella even resorted to such poor acting.

“Come on, senior, stop pretending. You know what happened yesterday, right?”

Isabella shook her head, her expression turning very sincere.

This girl seemed to wear an invisible mask, able to change her expressions at will, each one convincingly real.

It just made it impossible to guess what her true self was like.

“Sam, what exactly are you talking about? I have no recollection.”

Sam looked at her helplessly, then sighed.

“Playing dumb isn’t fun. I believe you’re a smart person. If you insist on playing dumb, there’s nothing I can do, but it does make me quite frustrated.”

Isabella took another bite of her food, then reached up to tuck a strand of her long hair behind her ear, smiling coyly at Sam.

“Playing dumb is a form of wisdom, isn’t it? It allows one to stay out of trouble. But… what happened was indeed interesting, Sam. You’ve really opened my eyes again.”

Sam gave her a wry smile. “Is that really something to be amazed about? Shouldn’t you feel a bit sorry for me?”

Isabella blinked.

“Why should I feel sorry? You should know that what you’re going through is something many boys dream of but can’t even come close to achieving. Sophie and Angel… they are the two brightest stars of our school. Shouldn’t you be envied?”

Sam chuckled.

“That’s just the surface of it all. You know as well as I do that whenever those two are together, there’s bound to be conflict. To me, it’s a huge hassle. Would anyone really want to take my place?”

Isabella pondered for a moment.

“The more complex the trouble, doesn’t it just prove how irreplaceable everything you’re dealing with is? I believe you can handle it all perfectly.”

“Really perfectly?”

Although that was indeed Sam’s goal, he himself wasn’t so sure he could achieve it. It seemed like only a strong desire to survive was driving him to accomplish this seemingly impossible task.

Isabella spoke softly. “As long as you believe in yourself, you can do it.”

“Believe in yourself and you can do it?”

Wasn’t that a bit naive? It sounded like something straight out of an manga.

Isabella smiled.

“Of course not. If just believing made it so, wouldn’t the world be full of successful people?”

“What do you mean by that?” Sam asked, puzzled.

This girl, often sweet yet with a hint of maturity, always seemed elusive, yet appeared to have a precise grasp on others’ psyche.

“It means to undertake these tasks with the belief that you can succeed, at least making the process enjoyable. If you don’t believe in yourself, the outcome is bound to be painful. Life is a question whose answer we don’t know until the end. Shouldn’t we learn to find joy amidst the hardship?”

That was indeed a philosophical statement.

Philosophy, while wise, is also a seemingly useless discipline.

Everyone has their own philosophy, just as everyone has a unique, irreplaceable life.

Sam sighed softly.

“But I’m still sorry, this kind of thing has caused you trouble, senior. Be careful in the future, after all, some things are beyond my control. In other words, the fact that I’m still alive and well is quite an achievement.”

Isabella pursed her lips and smiled. “It’s okay, I think it’s quite interesting.”

Interesting?

Is being chopped into pieces also considered interesting?

No sooner had Sam thought this than he saw Isabella wink at him.

Sam felt an inexplicable flutter in his heart. What did this penetrating gaze, which seemed to see right through him, mean?

He didn’t know, but Sam didn’t dwell on it further. He shook his head.

“Anyway, I just hope you don’t joke about your own safety. Knowing some things might not necessarily be good.”

Isabella looked at Sam with a teasing smile. “It seems like Sam is really worried about my safety.”

“No, I just feel guilty when people related to me get hurt because of me. So I hope nothing like that happens.”

Isabella nodded. “Don’t worry, such things won’t happen. Actually, seeing how troubled you are, I’d like to share my thoughts.”

“Your thoughts?”

What thoughts do you have?

You were asleep through the whole thing!

You didn’t even qualify as a spectator, and yet you have opinions?

Although that’s what he thought, Sam still looked at her politely.

He saw Isabella smiling as she spoke.

“Maybe things aren’t as difficult as you think. You feel it’s difficult, perhaps just because you’re in the midst of it. Think about it, a kidnapper who has abducted you, pulls out a knife and a gun, threatens to kill you, to torture you, but what’s the ultimate goal?”

“Since it’s a kidnapper, it must be about getting money.”

Isabella nodded with a smile.

“So, all that danger imposed, the difficulties you face. They seem to be torturing you, but actually, the ultimate goal… isn’t it to get to you? Since you’re such a valuable person, Sam, I think you’re not in as much danger.”

Sam’s lips twitched.

Her words made some sense, but let’s not forget, these beautiful female leads always harbor the extreme notion of perishing together with Sam if they can’t have him.

That was exactly what Sam feared.

After all, he had played this game, and the images of those endings were vivid in his mind.

In countless terrifying dreams, he had felt that sensation.

So Sam truly wanted to win this game; he didn’t want to see those kinds of scenes at all.

“Then I’ll take your blessing, hoping this womanizer can have a good ending.”

Isabella picked up her nearly finished plate and stood up gracefully.

Her legs straight, her figure sexy.

She seemed to have perfect proportions.

Especially her demeanor, which was approachable and friendly at all times, a truly rare trait.

She stood across from Sam, who was still seated.

“Who ever heard of a womanizer who keeps admitting he’s a womanizer?”

Sam said with a chuckle. “Would denying it change the fact? After all, it seems that no matter how you explain it, this is the situation now, isn’t it?”

Isabella smiled and winked. “Maybe think about it from another angle.”

“What angle?”

“Just like some people universally despise everyone, do you find yourself universally fond of all those girls?”

Sam looked at her in amazement.

“Senior, I take back all my previous prejudices. You are wise, very wise.”

Isabella smiled.

“If that gives you some comfort, then it’s the best thing. Alright, enjoy your meal, I’m going to head off.”

“Goodbye, Senior.” Isabella left without any hint of reluctance, as if she had never been there.

This left Sam somewhat dazed. Was everything that just happened, all that conversation, real?

He didn’t know, but he did feel considerably lighter.

Perhaps that was Isabella’s unique charm.

The afternoon classes were few and brief.

After school, he still decided to visit the club classroom.

Isabella had messaged him privately on social media, mentioning a special event requiring everyone to gather in the club classroom.

What must come, will come, even if Sam wasn’t quite ready to face it.

“Clang.”

When Sam opened the door to the club classroom, he found…

It was eerily quiet inside, terrifyingly so.

Not a single person was there!

Apart from himself, who had pushed the door open, and the light streaming in through the windows, there was no one else.

Wasn’t there supposed to be a gathering?

Well, great, why was he the only one who showed up?

Sam didn’t know what was going on, he closed the door behind him and sat down.

He was about to pull out his phone to ask what was happening when…

“Clang.”

The door opened again.

Sam looked up, completely unprepared, and saw a girl looking at him, her expression slightly bewildered.

“You’re here.”

Sophie just paused for a moment, then hummed in acknowledgment and took her usual seat, seemingly with no intention of speaking further.

Sam was actually ready to say something.

But an awkward silence seemed to spread for no reason, and he suddenly didn’t know how to break it.

Well, maybe it was better to wait until the others arrived.

Sophie probably thought the same.

So they waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Then Sam realized something was off.

Why hadn’t anyone else shown up? Apart from him and Sophie, the classroom door hadn’t opened again.

Sam finally couldn’t help but turn to Sophie.

“Why is it just the two of us? Did you get the message?”

Sophie shifted away from the book she was pretending to read, which she hadn’t been absorbing at all.

“I did, wasn’t there… something important to discuss?”

Sam thought for a moment.

“Did Isabella send it to you in a private chat?”

Sophie nodded.

“Yes.”

Now Sam roughly understood what was going on.

He couldn’t help but send a message to Isabella. “Senior, what’s going on?”

She replied quickly.

“Eh~ Why are you only asking me now? I thought you’d be smarter and figure it out sooner.”

“So what are you really up to!”

“Nothing much, just saw Sam looking troubled and felt a bit sorry for you, so I gave a little help~ Giving you and Sophie a chance to be alone together, isn’t that nice? No need to thank me, just keep your gratitude in your heart, good luck Sam~~”