Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 393

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 393**
**CONTENT: Chapter 393 Returning to Campus**

As Lillian stepped back onto the campus grounds, she was immediately enveloped by a vibrant atmosphere that seemed to pulse with life. The air was filled with the sounds of laughter and animated conversations, as upperclassmen—sophomores through seniors—had returned, bringing with them a renewed spirit. Groups of students meandered along the pathways, their voices mingling with the joyful shouts and cheers echoing from the basketball courts. Under the sprawling branches of the trees, some students were lost in the pages of their books, while others strummed guitars and sang, creating a symphony of youthful exuberance that resonated throughout the lawns. It was a scene that reminded Lillian of the fleeting nature of youth, a time filled with endless possibilities.

Upon entering her dorm, Lillian was greeted by the familiar sight of Isabelle and their friends, who were already settled in. The moment Isabelle caught sight of Lillian, her face broke into a mischievous grin. “Look who decided to grace us with her presence! Not very loyal of you, Lillian. You left us to endure the sun’s wrath alone. Just look at us—our faces are so sunburned, we might as well be lumps of coal!” she teased, her tone playful yet dramatic.

Lillian couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of her friends, their skin a shade darker from the summer sun. “Oh, come on! A little tan isn’t so bad. It’s actually quite easy on the eyes. And let’s be honest, it’s the latest trend. Who needs special effects makeup when you can just rock this natural glow?” she replied, a playful smirk dancing on her lips.

Isabelle feigned outrage, her hands on her hips. “You little brat! How dare you laugh at my misfortune!” she exclaimed, before launching herself at Lillian in mock attack.

The dorm erupted into a cacophony of laughter and playful chaos as the two friends tumbled onto the floor, their joyous energy infectious.

The following day marked the beginning of official classes, a transition that felt both thrilling and daunting. College life was a different beast altogether—schedules were more relaxed, classes were fewer, and a significant part of success hinged on self-discipline and independent study. Lillian, having chosen to major in medicine, found herself enrolled in numerous lab courses, but even with that workload, her time felt remarkably more flexible than it had in high school.

Both she and Isabelle had chosen to enter the medical school together, and as they approached the lecture hall, they were met with a sea of students. The room was already buzzing with chatter, filled to the brim with eager faces. Lillian, who had opted out of the military training, could feel the curious glances of her classmates as they whispered about the SATS prodigy. When their eyes finally landed on her, she noticed a few expressions of surprise at her delicate beauty, a mix of admiration and intrigue.

What caught her off guard, however, was the sight of Daylen among the throng of students. She hadn’t anticipated that he would also choose to pursue medicine, and the realization sent a ripple of unexpected emotions through her.

Lillian paused, finally closing her book and meeting his gaze directly. “They’re mistaken. I don’t have a boyfriend—I have a fiancé. Does that satisfy your curiosity?” With that, she stood up and gracefully maneuvered past him, heading toward the door.

“Wait!” Daylen’s voice rose, desperation creeping in. “Don’t you know I like you? I told you back at Riverdale High School. Why won’t you give me a chance? What does he have that I don’t?” His words hung in the air, filled with a longing that made Lillian’s heart ache.

She halted but didn’t turn around, her voice steady and unwavering. “Just because you have feelings for me doesn’t mean I am obligated to reciprocate. Matters of the heart don’t come with explanations. In my heart, he is the only one.”

Without another glance, she walked away, leaving Daylen standing there, rooted to the spot, a mixture of confusion and regret etched across his face.