LOGINDuring study hall, everyone in the classroom was going through their homework. Meanwhile, I had my earphones plugged in, playing a mobile game. My teacher and classmates all noticed this, but no one stopped me. After all, I was the state's top scorer. The headmaster gave me privileges, and I could spend my time how I wanted. However, the new dean of students had no idea. He snatched my phone away and bellowed, "What's your name? What do you think you're doing? Everyone else is working hard, so why aren't you?" With a deadpan face, I answered, "My name's Finn Wood." "You're at the top of your year, right? Just because you have good grades doesn't mean you get to disrespect your teachers! Everyone else is putting in the effort, and sooner or later, they'll catch up to you! You'll write a 5000-word reflection, and you're not going to bed until it's done!" I wrote two copies of the reflection. One for the dean, and the other for the headmaster. The reflection only had one string of numbers written on repeat. "154-XXX-XXX." Only the headmaster realized what number that was. It belonged to the headmaster of another high school.
View MoreGeorge shivered. He wanted to grasp this thing he thought was a lifeline. "I just wanted the school to be better…"My voice turned colder, and it pierced his weak argument like an icicle. "But your worst mistake was underestimating my value and the price you had to pay for your insistence."You think being fair is to force everyone into the same mold. You took my phone, my books, and forced me into a pointless pep talk and called it help, but really, you were just trying to satiate your need for control and rigid educational ideology."Your insistence on your brand of fairness pushed away a student who could've brought millions and untold glory for your school. Your insistence ruined its reputation and left Mr. Lawson overwhelmed. You disappointed the students and parents who had faith in you. "That's the price you must pay, and can you afford that, Mr. West?"George went pale as a ghost. All the color was gone from his face. He tried to say something, but nothing came out. All
A few days later, I got a text from an unknown number. "Congrats, Finn. And I got into Southern U, thanks."It was from Ivory. I congratulated her and turned my phone off. She was a smart girl, and Peak High's chaos didn't get to her. She firmly secured her own future.I saw Leslie's name in a local newspaper's education section's corner. He only scored enough to get into a mediocre university. He was a nobody in this war for the top scorer spot. The fire he fueled with his jealousy and obsession ended up consuming only him.Samuel held a big celebration for me, and all the influential figures in the city attended. I was the center of the crowd, dealing with all the praises, congratulatory words, and people who wanted to talk to me.When the celebration got to its high point, a small commotion happened at the entrance. I looked up and saw John coming in with another person. He was hunched over, his hair grayed, wearing a faded, worn-out jacket. He was a stark contrast against
"What happened to him?""He couldn't solve the last major question during the math test, and that crushed him. He flunked the following subject. Tore up the paper the day the results were released. He ran out of the classroom crying. Last I heard, he's not even coming to school. His parents are pulling him out."I could imagine Leslie's face that was twisted with jealousy replaced with despair and breakdown. He'd thought of me as his enemy all this time, a stepping stone on his path to greatness.When he stood where I once stood, the pressure crushed him. That wasn't something he saw coming. He didn't lose to me. He lost to an ambition far beyond what his own ability could bear."And George?" That was what I really wanted to hear."He…" Ivory was choosing her words. "He has become the school's public enemy. Mr. Lawson was harshly criticized during the board meeting because of him. The next day, he called a faculty meeting. He simply announced the exam results, then made an annou
Yves and the others thought I was just a genius high schooler who only knew theory, but during our first meeting, I derived the key formula that'd stumped them for three months in thirty minutes. That erased any doubts they had for me.Yves held the papers that were filled with my deduction like it was the Holy Bible. He kept muttering, "Genius. This is genius. It's incredible, the way he thinks…"Harold and Linda quickly started building the physical model and simulating the data according to my theory.There was no noise about fairness here, nor was there any jealousy like Leslie had for me. There was no calculating from John either. All I had to do was think and push my mental abilities to their limits.Our progress jumped by leaps and bounds. …A month later, our first phase was done, and Yves' trembling hands were holding the report. "I think we might actually be changing things, Finn."He insisted that I submit this thesis to an IPhO-affiliated magazine. I was fine eith












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