The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 387

Chapter 387: I’ll do it
Mia was instantly worried that Sam’s approach might be too reckless.

But then she saw the bespectacled boy Sam had grabbed look at him with a face full of admiration.

“Charlotte? Of course, I know her! She’s the best girl in our school!”

“The best girl?”

Sam asked skeptically.

Charlotte definitely wasn’t in his year, nor in Isabella’s. Based on what Mia had told him about her age, if Charlotte had grown normally, she should be in her second year of college now.

Which meant, in this dream’s timeline, she was a senior, and Isabella would be a freshman.

So, Charlotte was about three years older than Sam.

But even in this timeline, he had never heard Isabella mention Charlotte. Could it be that asking a random person would lead to her being described as the best girl in school?

That didn’t seem reasonable.

But the boy in front of him spoke with conviction.

“Of course! Who else in our school is better than her? She’s always top of her class, beautiful, kind, polite, and her charisma is just mesmerizing. It’s obvious!”

“Do you like her?”

Sam continued to ask.

The boy immediately showed a shy expression.

“Of course, any guy would be captivated by her charm…”

“Alright, can you tell me which class she’s in? I need to talk to her.”

“Class 4…”

After finishing the conversation with the boy, Sam turned to Mia.

Mia also sensed something was off.

She frowned and said, “This doesn’t match the Charlotte I remember at all… Her grades weren’t great because she missed an entire semester in her second year. And saying she’s kind and polite… she’s socially anxious. Even in her senior year, she was just starting to get better, but she wasn’t outgoing.”

Sam thought for a moment and said, “Randomly asking someone and getting such high praise, even after missing an entire year. That doesn’t make sense… Even if her charisma and looks match, it wouldn’t elevate her reputation this quickly, right?”

“Yeah… it’s very strange.”

Sam looked around.

“Let’s ask a few more people.”

So, Sam and Mia approached several more students.

From their conversations, they gathered a few conclusions.

In this dream, all the boys saw Charlotte as their dream girl, believing she was undoubtedly the prettiest girl in school.

No one in the school had more charm than her.

Even more strangely, in their memories, Charlotte hadn’t missed her second year. In fact, they remembered her as always being this way since she started school.

Charming.

Kind and gentle, polite and graceful, almost like a benevolent celebrity.

She participated in many school activities, performances, sports events, and art festivals, always shining brightly.

She could sing, dance, and seemed capable of anything.

In their eyes, Charlotte was like a goddess, almost like a living deity.

The two of them stood at the school gate, deep in thought.

“This is too strange. I know Charlotte missed a lot of school because of her personality. She’s a smart and beautiful girl, but she couldn’t have reached this level so quickly. And in their descriptions, she never disappeared or had social anxiety. How is that possible? It’s like they’re denying my memories.”

Mia couldn’t understand.

But Sam had a theory.

“First, you need to understand this is a dream, and Charlotte has been in this dream for a long time. She might have realized this is her own dream.”

“Realized? What do you mean?”

“I mean, she might have gained the ability to control her dream. There’s a theory that through subconscious suggestion, one can control what they dream about. It’s not a superpower, but a possible psychological phenomenon.”

As Sam explained, Mia seemed to understand. She thought for a moment.

“So, you’re saying these things, these people’s evaluations, and their perception of Charlotte… might be what she wants? She wants them to see her this way, wants to be this kind of girl. So, she used her dream to change her subconscious and achieve this?”

Sam nodded.

“That’s about right. This kind of thing is common, like multiple personalities. Often, it’s because the main personality has flaws and, when triggered by certain events, creates a different personality to cope and protect itself. It’s similar to that.”

Mia hesitated.

“So… what do we do next? Should we still see her? I’m afraid she might have changed so much that I won’t recognize her.”

Sam thought for a moment.

“Of course, we need to see her. Discussing this won’t help. Whether we can handle it or not, we’ve come this far. Are we just going to turn back?”

“You’re right… let’s go.”

“Let’s go.”

Sam led Mia into Kuhang High School.

It looked no different from his memories. In recent years, Kuhang High School hadn’t undergone any major renovations, so finding the classroom building and Class 4 was easy.

It didn’t seem to be class time, as students were freely walking around the hallways.

Sam marveled at the detailed construction of this dream. Every detail was perfectly replicated, with no obvious flaws to distinguish reality from the dream.

This wasn’t a good sign.

It meant that during her time in a coma, unable to move her body, Charlotte’s subconscious had strengthened, constantly perfecting this dream, reaching an almost obsessive level of control.

This meant that if Charlotte had become a different person or had a twisted personality, she could be very dangerous.

They reached the classroom door, and Mia searched for her.

She recognized her immediately but stood at the door in shock.

“Wait… is that Charlotte?”

She was astonished.

Because although the girl in her sight looked exactly the same, with a similar figure.

But…

What was with this aura?

She stood among a group of girls, smiling and responding to everyone’s admiring words.

She chatted and laughed, her face showing a polite smile, looking like a princess surrounded by admirers, both noble and elegant.

Sam frowned.

“Did you see her shoes?”

“What’s with her shoes?”

“I’ve only seen those shoes in Angel’s shoe cabinet. You said her family wasn’t wealthy… so how could she have such shoes?”

Mia frowned.

“That’s true… but why?”

“I don’t know. We need to ask her. Do you want to go, or should I?”

“Can’t we go together?”

Mia felt uneasy.

Sam thought for a moment.

“It’s better if one of us goes. I suggest you. To her, I’m a stranger with no impression, so she’ll be more guarded. You’re someone she knows, so it might be easier to talk.”

But Mia hesitated.

“But this is a school… won’t it be strange for someone who clearly isn’t a student to be here?”

Sam grabbed a student about to enter the classroom.

It was a girl. Sam gave her a charming smile.

“Hi, sorry to bother you. Could you call Charlotte out? Her sister is here to see her.”

“Sister? Charlotte doesn’t have a sister…”

The girl hesitated.

Sam smiled, “Okay, maybe cousin.”

“Oh… I’ll go tell her.”

She walked in.

She didn’t seem to question it much.

Mia’s eyes widened.

“That worked?”

Sam smiled.

“Even though there are many people and the facilities are complete, one person’s energy is limited. How could she precisely control everyone’s will? It’s like a game. No matter how realistic, you can only perfect a few key characters. You can’t give every NPC a unique system. So, these people probably follow a template, worshipping her, surrounding her like stars around the moon.”

Mia saw the girl approach Charlotte.

She immediately asked nervously.

“What should I say?”

“Say whatever you want. But remember, don’t rush her to wake up from the dream. Talk about when you tutored her, use those memories to awaken her. Don’t push her. If you sense her emotions getting intense, change the subject.”

“Okay… I’ll try.”

“Good luck.”

Sam moved aside to observe.

He didn’t plan to intervene directly.

Because he didn’t know Charlotte as well as Mia did, his approach might not work.

Better to watch first.

Soon, he saw Charlotte walk gracefully to Mia.

He leaned against the wall, pretending not to notice, listening to their conversation.

“Hmm? Who are you?”

Charlotte looked puzzled at Mia.

Mia’s eyes widened.

“Charlotte… you don’t remember me?”

Charlotte’s confusion turned into a polite smile.

“Sorry… it’s not that I don’t remember you. I just think… I don’t know you. Who are you?”

She was polite but distant.

Mia couldn’t believe it.

“I’m… I’m your tutor, Mia! Mia-sensei! Don’t you remember? I tutored you for months, helped you with your social anxiety…”

“Ah?”

Charlotte looked even more puzzled.

“Sorry, I don’t remember that. As for a tutor… I don’t think I needed one. I’ve always been top of my class, all through my own hard work. Saying I had a tutor… sorry, no offense. I just think you might need to see a psychologist.”

Listening to this, Sam frowned slightly.

It wasn’t just that she didn’t remember Mia. Was this really polite? Why did it sound like there was some sarcasm and sharpness in her seemingly polite words?

Especially her smile, it seemed off.

Did she think this was a polite, gentle smile?

Mia persisted.

“Wait, Charlotte… think carefully. Do you really not remember me? No impression of the name Mia? Think carefully, is this the life you should really have?”

Charlotte in front of Mia still smiled faintly, without any emotional fluctuation.

“Sorry, I don’t understand what you’re saying. Class is about to start, so I can’t talk much. Sorry.”

She smiled, even bowing slightly.

Then she turned away.

At that moment, they could hear others praising her.

“Wow… is that Charlotte? She’s so polite, even to a stranger. I wish I could be like her…”

“Who is that stranger? Should we call the school security?”

Hearing this, Sam turned and pulled Mia, who was still unwilling to give up, into the hallway.

As the bell rang, the students moved like programmed robots into the classrooms, and the school fell silent…

“She doesn’t remember me? How is that possible? Sam… how is that possible!”

Mia looked at Sam, confused.

Sam calmly said, “It’s normal. If she denies those years, doesn’t admit to her social anxiety, or missing school, how could she admit to having a tutor? Didn’t you hear? She said she’s always been top of her class. Such a person wouldn’t need a tutor. So, in her dream, your existence is an unreasonable story, likely buried by her subconscious.”

“I don’t exist in her memory…”

“That’s about right.”

“Then… how can I persuade her?”

“Useless, I’ll do it.”

Sam sighed.

Mia looked at him, annoyed.

“What can you do? You’re someone she’s never seen.”

Sam smirked.

“Do you know the value of a Kuhang pretty boy? Watch.”

When the bell rang, the students filed out of the classrooms like programmed robots, and the school became lively again.

Mia watched Sam.

“Let’s see what you can do.”

“Watch.”

Sam smiled and walked straight to Class 4’s door.

Mia followed closely, seeing Sam walk in without asking anyone to call Charlotte.

Gradually, people noticed the unfamiliar boy, but Sam ignored their gazes, focusing only on Charlotte.

He walked up to her.

“Hi, are you Charlotte?”

Charlotte seemed surprised by Sam’s appearance, then said curiously, “I am… do you need something?”

Sam flashed a charming smile.

“Hi, I’m Louis from the photography club, first year.”

“Louis?”

She seemed unfamiliar with the name.

Sam smiled, “It’s okay if you don’t know me. The important thing is, I’ve met you.”

Charlotte showed a shy smile.

“Is meeting me something special…”

“Not special, but stunning.”

“Ah…”

The girl couldn’t help but show a shy expression, and the people around were amazed.

“Wow… is this a confession?”

“A public confession? But this boy is so handsome. Is he a student here? Why haven’t I seen him before?”

“Handsome or not, he’s not good enough for Charlotte!”

Sam ignored the comments, smiling.

“Actually, I wanted to invite Charlotte to a photoshoot. My theme is capturing beauty.”

Charlotte’s cheeks seemed to blush slightly.

“Capturing beauty… has nothing to do with me.”

“How not? To me, your existence is beauty itself. Isn’t that right?”

“But… there are many beautiful people…”

Sam shook his head, looking into her eyes, his gaze focused, even affectionate.

Charlotte couldn’t look directly at him, shyly wanting to avoid his gaze, but Sam’s eyes followed, lowering his voice, slightly hoarse, saying softly,

“There are many beautiful things, but my photography has a requirement. I want to capture not just beauty, but the most beautiful beauty. To me, only you meet that requirement. If you can accept, please come to the playground after school. I’ll be waiting.”

“But… I haven’t agreed yet!”

The boy, already turning away, looked back with a smile.

“It’s okay. If you don’t come, I’ll wait there every day until you do.”

“Wow… so romantic!!”

“I can’t take it!!”

Amidst the exaggerated exclamations, with Charlotte’s shy gaze, Sam walked out of the classroom gracefully.

Mia looked at Sam, stunned.

“That actually worked?!”

She couldn’t help but curse.

Sam smiled.

“How was it?”

Mia gave a thumbs up.

“You’re a top-tier womanizer, top-tier!”