The scene then shifts, and the radio presents an extremely impartial win rate statistics chart for Vayne in high-ranked Korean servers. Sitting firmly at the top is none other than the ID piglet just mentioned.

“What’s that ‘Yibai’ after the ID? Isn’t that the same name as the bottled water we usually drink?” Henry Thompson asked with some confusion.

“Bro, you’re so out of touch. That’s a sponsor! Nowadays, a lot of pro players on these leaderboards are endorsing some brand. Piglet is the number one Vayne in the Korean server! Yibai Corporation paid a huge endorsement fee to get him, no wonder he’s my favorite little piggy, hehe!” Talking about her idol, Emily Thompson immediately became animated.

“Oh, that’s kind of interesting.” Henry Thompson said thoughtfully. Watching Emily Thompson gaze at the slightly baby-faced player on TV with such admiration, he couldn’t help but feel the influence that esports had on the people of Korea in this parallel world.

“Why do you like a kid like piglet? All the girls in our class like guys like Watch, the pretty boys!” Henry Thompson teased Emily Thompson.

“Ugh, don’t call my idol a kid! He’s really skilled, hmph. What’s so great about Watch? He’s just good-looking. Hmph, no matter how handsome he is, he can’t be as handsome as you, bro.” Emily Thompson said, clearly dissatisfied.

“Uh, I see.” Henry Thompson awkwardly touched his face.

The body that Henry Thompson had crossed into was indeed perfect in every way. According to the memories left by its previous owner, even back in middle school, he would get scouted by various entertainment companies just walking down the street.

But the previous owner of this body was a total bookworm, with zero interest in becoming a trainee at an entertainment company.

After dinner, his little sister sensibly cleaned up the table, while Henry Thompson was in charge of washing the dishes. Their father was still working at his desk. Though there wasn’t much conversation, the small house was filled with a warmth Henry Thompson had never felt in his previous life.

Just before heading back to his room, he glanced at his father’s tired face under the lamp, and at his sister, blowing on her hands to keep warm as she did her homework without heating. In that moment, Henry Thompson silently made a decision in his heart.

Chapter 2 Sorry I'm coming

The next day at school, everything was as usual. Henry Thompson was still the aloof top student in the eyes of his classmates, and a math genius in the eyes of his teachers.

At lunch, Henry Thompson took out the meal he’d brought from home, heated it up in the school cafeteria’s service room, and then returned to his seat to eat while flipping through the free Olympiad Math Journal his teacher had given him.

As the best high school in Gwangju, the school’s facilities were naturally top-notch. The cafeteria not only had a rich variety of dishes, but the environment was also very elegant. Of course, the prices weren’t cheap. Most kids from better-off families would choose to eat in the cafeteria. After all, they were teenagers with strong self-esteem, and in Korea—a country where money is king—even in a relatively pure campus environment, no one wanted to be looked down on because of their family background.

Having lived two lives, Henry Thompson didn’t care about these trivial opinions. Fortunately, the previous Henry Thompson was a total bookworm, and apart from a girl named Helen Cooper from the next class who often asked him for help and was somewhat close to him, his social circle was tiny. Now that Henry Thompson had crossed into this world, he was happy to keep things that way and enjoy the peace.

“Hey, Henry Thompson, about what we saw yesterday—we won’t tell anyone, don’t worry.” Taking advantage of the fact that most classmates were outside during lunch, Jessica Bennett quietly walked over to Henry Thompson’s desk.

“Hm?” Henry Thompson was mentally working through an Olympiad problem in the newspaper and didn’t react right away.

“I mean, your part-time job at that Zhicheng music store. I’ve already told them, we’ll keep it a secret for you. But could you join a club? It won’t take up too much of your time.” Jessica Bennett explained.

“Is this… a threat?” Henry Thompson deliberately teased the somewhat shy class president, changing his usual demeanor and giving a flower-boy smile.

“Ah, no, no, it’s not like that!” Jessica Bennett was clearly flustered by the change, waving her hands anxiously.

“Oh, alright. But I really don’t have time, you know that.”

Jessica Bennett didn’t know what else to say, so she just clutched her sleeve and quietly walked back to her seat.

After school, George Clark suddenly blocked the door with David Foster and a few others, stopping Henry Thompson as he packed his bag to head to the music store.

“Hey, Henry Thompson, I heard from David that you bullied Jessica at lunch. Is that true?” George Clark said, clearly annoyed.

Henry Thompson glanced at George Clark, pushed aside the hand blocking the door, and said, “Sorry, the math teacher asked me to see him after school. I’m in a hurry.”

“Ha, you punk, you pushed me? Don’t try to fool me with that excuse. You think I don’t know you’re rushing to your part-time job at the music store?” There were still a lot of people in the classroom packing up, so George Clark deliberately spoke loudly.