Maeve had never been interested in things that went against the values of a prosperous , democratic , friendly , and supportive society . In her eyes , people who solved problems with violence were idiots . Only wild animals attacked each other . Apparently , the country's crackdown on gangs still wasn't strict enough .. Suddenly , she heard someone shout , " Corey ! " Maeve stopped right away and looked into the alley . The night was hazy , with a bright moon hanging in the sky . Under the moonlight , the tall young man seemed outlined by a soft silver glow . His shoulders and back were sharply defined and powerful . He was half hidden in shadow , half illuminated by the moon . The wind lifted his white shirt , revealing a lean , pale waist and a strikingly vivid red mole at his side . Hearing the noise , he turned . His sharp and intense eyes still held traces of unrestrained ferocity . It was Corey . The male lead of this story was both the campus's bully and heartthrob . Not only were his grades insanely good , but he was also drop - dead gorgeous . As the author's favorite , he was showered with every talent imaginable : he could play the piano , do archery , ride horses , sing , and master all kinds of ball sports . With his special talent , he could always find the female lead just in time to save her . He could detect which women were pretentious and avoided all other girls . He was strong like a superhuman , able to lift the heroine with one hand . In short , he was the perfect , unreasonably overpowered campus god . He was Rosalind's ultimate protector and lucky charm . Her seven brothers saw him as a threat and tried their best to keep him from sweeping her off her feet , but in the end , they failed . And she , the villainous supporting character , would just be ruthlessly sidelined . She'd have to watch their happy ending , do her part to push the plot forward , and 06:58 Chapter 15 288 ( Vouchers then fade away without getting any credit . It was so annoying .. Maeve hadn't planned to stay . Since Corey belonged to Rosalind and had nothing to do with her , she intended to keep her distance to avoid her cannon - fodder fate . But in some way , being drawn to Corey came off as an instinct of this body ; or perhaps . it was simply fate : a side character could never resist the male lead . She couldn't make herself leave . Corey shot her a glance , his expression completely indifferent , as if they were strangers . " Get lost . " Maeve wanted to , but she couldn't . She could only watch as a guy scrambled up from the ground and swung his backpack at Corey , only to be kicked flying . Finally , Maeve understood why she was rooted to the spot . It was a universal novel rule : when the male lead showed off , there must be an audience . Without a cannon - fodder character like her gasping and swooning , how could readers fully appreciate how cool and handsome he was ? Since she couldn't leave , Maeve simply settled in to enjoy the show . She even wished she had something to snack on . Leaning against a crooked lamppost at the alley entrance , she crossed her arms and watched with relaxed curiosity . Apparently , her " I'm not going anywhere , what are you gonna do about it " attitude was too irritating . Corey frowned , clearly displeased , but he soon had bigger problems . With no more fear of her calling for help and a pretty girl watching , those guys were more fired up than ever . They tried to gang up on Corey , rolling up their sleeves and cracking their knuckles . Corey's expression darkened . He looked back at Maeve again . She still showed no intention of leaving or calling for help . Pressing his lips tight , he turned to face those guys . But as Maeve kept watching , something felt off . Why was this " perfect " school heartthrob so weak ? Tsk , he was almost losing . 06-58 Chapter 15 288 Nouchers Even the basic self - defense moves she'd learned in her past life were better than this . And he was supposed to be the top bully at school ? Maeve seriously questioned the author's logic . Whether it was intentional or just careless amid the fight , one of the guys hurled his backpack straight at Corey's head . Corey dodged , and the bag flew directly toward Maeve . The ice cream hit the ground and turned into a white mess . Maeve blocked the backpack with one hand , while the bag of kabobs in her other hand swayed precariously . The atmosphere in the alley shifted instantly . A stray dog that had been chewing on a bone from the trash froze mid - bite , not even daring to bark . The guy who'd thrown the bag stammered , " S - sorry ! "