I Quit the Harem Scripted for Me

In the city of Ottenworth, I'm the heir who nobody wants to mess with. Grandpa is a member of the school's board. The student council president is my fiancée, Cassidy Spencer. The captain of the fencing team, Millie Tiller, and the top student of our year, Sierra Porter, are my childhood friends. That's why everyone says that I can have anything or anyone at the school as long as I say the word. However, everything changes when I return to school after taking a year off due to my illness. Rows of comments suddenly appear in my vision. [The rich heir has returned! He doesn't know that Cassidy, Millie and Sierra have already fallen for the transfer student.] [Although Micah is poor, he's courageous and kind. He refuses to be sponsored and insists on working to support himself. Who wouldn't feel sympathy for him?] [Jasper will use his family background to bully Micah. In the end, he will be hated and shunned by Cassidy, Millie and Sierra. Even his fiancée will call off their engagement in front of everyone.] [I love watching a haughty heir fall from his pedestal!] Cassidy, Millie, and Sierra used to revolve around me. During orientation, they hurl insults at me to protect the poor student, Micah Lyon. I just smile and decide to stay away from them from now on. After all, a true successor doesn't have to prove himself by losing his mind over women. Chapter 1 The host's voice rang out from the front of the hall before I could make sense of the comments. "Next, let's welcome our student council president, Cassidy Spencer, to deliver her speech to the freshmen," he said. Applause erupted in the hall. I was sitting in the center of the first row, but Cassidy didn't notice me. Her gaze was trained on the right side of the hall as she stood on stage. A male student in a worn-out uniform was sitting there. He had refined, handsome features. His skin was pale from lack of sunlight. His back was ramrod straight as he pursed his lips. His gaze was cool and unyielding in the face of everyone's scrutinizing stares. He calmly averted his gaze when he sensed Cassidy's eyes on him, looking at the other side of the stage. [There's so much yearning in Cassidy's eyes!] [The male lead's pride must have taken a hit. He hates the special privilege that wealthy heiresses have more than anything else.] [Jasper is going to go crazy out of jealousy soon and rush forward to give Micah a hard time!] I followed Cassidy's line of sight and looked over at the right side of the hall. Millie Tiller and Sierra Porter were sitting on either side of the male student. Millie was the captain of the fencing team. She had a short temper and usually couldn't sit still, but at that moment, she was quietly holding the male student's bag for him. Sierra's head was buried in a book of competition materials. There was a glass of warm water sitting at the corner of the table. The temperature of the water was probably just right for consumption. She'd done the same for me in the past because I had a weak stomach and couldn't drink anything that was too cold. However, at that moment, she was showing her attentiveness to someone else. I averted my gaze. A year had passed since we last saw each other. It seemed that they had learned how to take care of others during that time. It didn't take long for Cassidy to wrap up her speech. She descended from the stage and walked toward the male student, asking, "Does the uniform not fit you, Micah?" "It fits just fine," Micah Lyon answered in a low voice. "It's just worn out from how many times I've worn it." "I'll get someone to prepare a new set for you." "No need," he said stiffly, rejecting her suggestion without hesitation. "I have a part-time job after school. I can earn my own money to buy it." Millie frowned, saying, "It's just a uniform. There's no need to be so polite with us. You're a grown man. You don't have to be so stubborn." Sierra looked up and added, "The school provides financial aid for impoverished students. You can apply for it. There's no need to feel embarrassed." Micah's jaw tightened in an instant. "Thank you, but I don't need any charity." Cassidy frowned before she turned to look at me. The familiarity had disappeared from her eyes, leaving only wariness. "Jasper Hobson." "Did you need something?" I asked, looking up at her. "Micah just transferred here. He's not familiar with the school, so don't give him a hard time because of some baseless rumors." I glanced at Micah, who was behind her. He didn't shrink back at all when he met my gaze. "I'll return the position of student council vice-president to you since you're back, Jasper," he said coldly. Cassidy's frown immediately deepened as she swiftly shielded him behind her. "Micah's stubborn and prideful, Jasper. Don't give him a tough time just because you're the heir of a prestigious family. "He was the one who did all the hard and tiring work for the student council when you took a year off. He's not someone you can bully as you please." "Drop the high-and-mighty act, Jasper," Millie chimed in with a scoff. "We're at school. No one's going to bend to your whims." Only Sierra remained silent as she sat there and adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses. However, her gaze was also glued to Micah. Countless comments rapidly scrolled across my vision. [Jasper must be so mad. After all, he used to be the center of everyone's attention.] [He always treated these three exceptionally talented women as his possessions. He's probably going to lose his temper soon now that they're protecting someone else.] [I'm waiting for Cassidy, Millie and Sierra to slap him in front of everyone after he loses his cool out of jealousy.] I quietly looked at Cassidy, Millie, and Sierra. I had my doubts when I saw the comments for the first time. But after coming face-to-face with their wary behavior and cautious gazes, I finally confirmed that the comments were true. They had found someone new to fawn over when I took a year off to travel overseas to treat my illness. A poor, stubborn replacement who shared some resemblance with me but was as sturdy as a weed when it came to his will to survive. I didn't lose my temper like the commenters were expecting me to. I also didn't ask them why they'd had a change of heart. I just felt bored. Cassidy's frown deepened further as she looked at me, looking like she was bracing herself for my impending tantrum. However, I just brushed past her and made a beeline toward the stage. The principal was standing on the stage and preparing to give his speech. When he noticed me ascending the stage, he was briefly stunned before he exclaimed, "Mr. Hobson! What are you—" I didn't beat around the bush and grabbed the microphone from him. "Greetings, everyone. If I may have a minute of your time." The raucous noises in the hall immediately quieted down as everyone in the hall turned their attention to me. Chapter 2 As I looked below the stage, I calmly said, "I'll be resigning from my position as vice president of the student council from today on. My assistant will coordinate with Cassidy for the subsequent handover process." Chaos erupted below the stage. Cassidy's expression immediately darkened. Her eyes were full of disbelief. I didn't stop there and continued, "Also, Hobson Group will be suspending its exclusive sponsorship of the school's fencing team from today on. The school will have to make its own arrangements for the team's special training, equipment, and personal trainers." Everyone in the hall completely lost it the moment the words left my lips. Millie shot to her feet. She was the captain of the fencing team and prioritized it more than her own life. Hobson Group's sponsorship that was worth millions of dollars was the very reason why the team could dominate the National Fencing League. "Have you lost your mind, Jasper?" she roared from below the stage with a steely expression. I smiled lightly as I looked at her. "You're misunderstanding the situation. I'm simply suspending Hobson Group's unnecessary expenditures." I placed the microphone down after I was done speaking. Stepping onto the red carpet, I calmly strolled out of the hall under the teachers' and students' shocked gazes. The comments paused for a few seconds before flying across my screen at breakneck speed. [Hold on… Why didn't Jasper react according to the ?] [Shouldn't he be furiously interrogating Cassidy, Millie and Sierra? Why did he withdraw the funding?] [Tch. He must be playing hard to get. He probably thinks that he can force Cassidy, Millie and Sierra to bend to his will with his money. How naive.] A frosty smile stretched across my lips as I looked at the comments. Playing hard to get? Cassidy, Millie, and Sierra thought too highly of themselves. I had figured out the situation based on the comments and had also figured out my next move. Micah had transferred in six months ago. His family was poor, so he had to rely on his scholarship and part-time job to get by. He was wearing an old uniform and had a cold and aloof attitude when he first arrived, which led to a few rich heirs picking on him. Millie chased the bullies away on his behalf, while Cassidy convinced the school to drop his punishment, and Sierra cleared the competition for him. The three heiresses had been revolving around him for six months. Meanwhile, I was the wicked male supporting character who was about to be discarded by them. I didn't have any strong feelings about what was going on. After all, I hadn't just sat around and twiddled my thumbs for the past year. The Hobson family didn't need a successor who was obsessed with love. Although Grandpa didn't criticize me when I had to take a year off, I knew that people in Hobson Group had already begun to doubt my capabilities. I needed to secure a project that was impressive enough to shut the mouths of those old foxes on the board of directors. A particular plot of land in Southdale was my chosen target. … That afternoon, I sat in the VIP reading room on the top floor of the library, flipping through the Southdale project's core information. Hobson Group had donated the money to build the library. Normally, only I, Cassidy, Millie, and Sierra had the authority to use this floor. The door swung open as Millie led Micah into the room. Micah was carrying a heavy stack of revision materials in his arms. He paused when he noticed me, immediately straightening his back. "I'll head downstairs since Jasper is here," he said in a cold and hard tone, turning around to leave. Millie grabbed his arm. Her eyes burned with anger as she glared at me. She stormed over to me and slammed her palms on the table. "What the hell is wrong with you, Jasper?" she snapped. "Micah was using this spot the entire time when you were away. You're intentionally targeting him by hogging it right after coming back, aren't you?" I looked up from the laptop screen and swept my gaze across her furious face. I then looked at Micah, who was standing behind her. Micah had a dark look on his face. His eyes were full of disdain and resistance toward those with special privileges. The comments scrolled past my vision again. [That spot always belonged to Micah. I can't believe that Jasper wants to fight him over a seat. It's so pathetic.] [Millie is so cool! She stood up against her childhood friend to protect Micah.] [The supporting male character must be beside himself with anger. His special spot has been taken by someone else.] Beside myself with anger? I couldn't help but feel amused as I stared at Millie. I was the one who hired a doctor who had to travel overnight to treat her when she got injured during a competition. I tutored her tirelessly when she was nearly disqualified because she had failed her exams. And yet, at that moment, she had slammed her hands on the table that I was sitting at because of a seat. Chapter 3 I snapped the laptop shut and rose to my feet. "It's just a seat. You can sit here if you want." I then grabbed my coat and left the room without sparing a single glance at Millie and Micah. My lack of hesitance stunned Millie. It seemed that she had prepared some cruel words to berate me for being difficult, but her efforts were utterly wasted. "Stop right there, Jasper!" she shouted from behind me. She sounded furious, but there was also a nearly indiscernible edge of panic in her voice. I didn't stop. I only halted my footsteps when I reached the bookcase on the other side of the reading room. Sierra's usual seat was there. There was a black hardcover notebook on the table. It was her physics notes. Noticing that something was amiss, I walked over to the table and flipped the notebook open to the last page. There was a folded sheet of A4 paper inside. When I unfolded it, I realized that it was a picture of Southdale's underground pipeline network as well as the municipal plan draft for the next five years. It was definitely insider information, and it was also precisely the data I needed to secure the Southdale project. Someone had written a short sentence in thin, gold ink at the bottom right corner of the paper. [Welcome back, my dear Jasper.] I arched my brow as I stared at the words. The perennial top student of our year, Sierra, was also the illegitimate daughter least favored by the Porter family. She was also the most calculating of them all, like a venomous snake. I plucked out the paper and slipped it into the inner pocket of my coat. I then left the library without looking back. The sky was beginning to darken when I stepped through the school gates. Cassidy's black Bentley was parked a short distance away. Micah stood next to her car with a deep frown, saying stiffly, "There's no need to trouble yourself, Cassidy. I can take the bus home. The students will spread unnecessary rumors if they see us." Cassidy frowned, but her tone was surprisingly gentle when she said, "Get in, Micah. You stayed so late to help the student council move things today. It's only right that I give you a ride. You don't need to worry about the other students' opinions." She then personally opened the front passenger door for him. The commenters immediately went into a frenzy. [Cassidy's just like a dominant CEO with the way she personally opened the car door!] [Did Jasper see that? That's what it's like to be favored! Although he's her fiancé, he can only stand there and watch.] I didn't find what I was looking at interesting in the slightest. I averted my gaze, gesturing for the driver to open the door. I was just about to bend down and get into the car when a tall figure suddenly appeared from my other side, slipping into the back seat before me. I paused as I stared at the person in the car. It was none other than Sierra. She was wearing the school shirt. Her eyes were like bottomless voids behind her gold-rimmed glasses, making it difficult to figure out what she was thinking. I didn't say a word as I slipped into the car and closed the door. The interior of the car immediately fell silent when the driver raised the soundproof panel between the front and back seats. A faint, cool fragrance permeated the air. I turned to look at Sierra, saying, "You got into the wrong car, Sierra. Your dear Micah is in Cassidy's car." Sierra didn't look out the window and kept her eyes trained on me. Suddenly, she discarded her aloof, distant mask, pressing close to me and grabbing my wrist. "Jasper," she called out in a slightly hoarse voice. The corners of her eyes were unnaturally red. "Do you truly not want us anymore?"