Revoked His Ivy League Dreams
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The night before the SAT, Instagram exploded with a viral post:
"Madison, tomorrow I'm going to confess my love to you with my SAT exam! I'll write you love letters in my English essay, bubble 'I LOVE YOU' on my math answer sheet, fill my physics test with your name......"
Below the text was a photo of two hands intertwined.
I tapped to enlarge it. The familiar scar on his right wrist stabbed straight through my heart.
Comments poured in below: "This is insane! What kind of earth-shattering love is worth sacrificing standardized test scores for?"
The blogger immediately responded: "No worries, I already got MIT early admission anyway. Taking the SAT is just a formality."
"But as long as she's happy, what are test scores anyway?"
I took a deep breath and closed my quantum physics notes.
Madison was the transfer student who arrived during senior spring.
And the person posting was my boyfriend Liam, who had just called me an hour ago encouraging me to do well on the test so we could attend the same university.
I exited Instagram and dialed MIT Admissions.
"Sir, regarding the joint-authorship application—I want to withdraw it."
"Madison, tomorrow I'm going to confess my love to you with my SAT exam! I'll write you love letters in my English essay, bubble 'I LOVE YOU' on my math answer sheet, fill my physics test with your name......"
Below the text was a photo of two hands intertwined.
I tapped to enlarge it. The familiar scar on his right wrist stabbed straight through my heart.
Comments poured in below: "This is insane! What kind of earth-shattering love is worth sacrificing standardized test scores for?"
The blogger immediately responded: "No worries, I already got MIT early admission anyway. Taking the SAT is just a formality."
"But as long as she's happy, what are test scores anyway?"
I took a deep breath and closed my quantum physics notes.
Madison was the transfer student who arrived during senior spring.
And the person posting was my boyfriend Liam, who had just called me an hour ago encouraging me to do well on the test so we could attend the same university.
I exited Instagram and dialed MIT Admissions.
"Sir, regarding the joint-authorship application—I want to withdraw it."














































