CHAPTER ONEMiles' POVI’ve never felt anything like this. Not ever. This was humiliation on a cosmic scale, a total, gut-wrenching, earth-swallowing failure.One second, I was Miles Donovan, the golden boy of the class of ’26. I had a full merit scholarship, a perfect GPA, and a promising internship lined up for the summer. Everyone, and I mean everyone, knew my name on that pristine, hallowed campus. I was the future.The next second, I was… this. I stood outside a ridiculously cramped campus dorm at some random state university. I hadn’t even bothered to tour this place when I was doing my college applications because, honestly, why would I have? I wasn’t a state school guy; I was a Harvard guy.The worn plastic handle of my overpriced, monogrammed luggage was shaking in my hand. I could feel my jaw tight. My mom was right beside me, her hand rubbing small, meaningless circles on my back, trying to console me. The whole thing was just pathetic.“Miles, honey, it’s going to be fi
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