There were 48 of us in the cohort, yet only 47 students were in the photo. The missing one had to be Jake. This meant he existed, but his existence had been erased.Suddenly, the door behind me creaked open. I looked up in a panic and met the eyes of the person who walked in. It was the academic dean, Ms. Greta Rosewood. "Erica, why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"Seeing that she wasn't angry about me trespassing, I quickly asked, "Ms. Rosewood, do you remember a student in our cohort named Jake Watson?"She pushed up her reading glasses, her expression full of confusion. "Jake Watson? Was there a student by that name in your cohort? I may be getting old, but I don't forget my students."I hurriedly pulled out the group photo and pointed at the number 48. "We had 48 students in our cohort, yet one is missing from the photo. It was Jake, right?"Ms. Rosewood studied the photo for a long time, only to chuckle out loud. "Oh, that. It'd be Alex Cooper. He ate something bad t
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