“Lavender!” I look behind me to see Gillian – she’s been a great friend to me since the start of the first semester.
Despite my expectation, I actually managed to get all 15 universities to give me an acceptance letter – and for some reason, Asher was set on making me enter Gemeli University.
“We offer only the best courses, you know that,” that was what he said – and he wasn’t wrong. Last time, the school we were in was nothing short of mediocre, yet for overly rich people. You didn’t need to be smart in that school.
Asher was stubborn enough to convince his father to let him enter that school – despite his father’s demands for him to enter Gemeli. Of course, he was more than capable of it.
“I’d get bullied for entering the school with connections,” that was his reason – which I resonate to now.
I told him to pretend we didn’t know each other in public – after all, the only son of Gemeli is quite popular to the public.