Chapter 160 - 159: Lena’s True Face
While the rest of the world adored her—teachers, relatives, neighbors—Rex knew the truth behind that angelic façade. She was a demon in disguise. The original Rex’s life had practically been shaped under her iron rule.
She didn’t torment him with physical pranks—no, Lena operated on a higher plane. Psychological warfare was her weapon of choice. She "trained" him under the banner of self-improvement.
She micromanaged his wardrobe ("You can’t seriously be wearing that, can you?"), his eating habits ("Finish your greens or I’ll deduct ten brain cells from your future career."), and even his leisure time ("Video games? Pathetic. Come, we’re solving logic puzzles.").
She even installed herself as the gatekeeper of his social life. She would interrogate every classmate he brought home like an overprotective mafia boss. The few girls who showed even mild interest in Rex? Gone within the week—ghosted, intimidated, or "accidentally" embarrassed in public.
Every friend, especially female ones, had to pass her approval—and none ever did. One sympathetic girl in middle school tried to ask him out. Lena "coincidentally" showed up and outed his embarrassing childhood nickname in front of the entire cafeteria.
Rex hadn’t talked to a girl for six months after that.
Needless to say, puberty for Rex was less about discovering himself and more about avoiding emotional landmines.
She was also the reason the original Rex never had a rebellious phase. While other kids were sneaking out, getting crushes, and having awkward first relationships, Rex couldn’t even make eye contact with a girl without hearing Lena’s voice echo in his skull: "Eyes up, loser. Focus on your GPA, not your hormones."
He couldn’t even talk to girls without instinctively glancing over his shoulder, half-expecting Lena to materialize from thin air like a vengeful spirit.
It was like he had a personal demonic guard dog disguised as an older sister.
A beautiful, brilliant, terrifyingly overprotective guard dog—who sniffed out "suspicious female energy" like a bloodhound and wasn’t afraid to bite.