All Chapters of Tiramisu for the Postgraduate Offer: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I looked Tiffany in the eye as I said, "No."I thought Sue really liked me before and really wanted to be my friend, so I always gave her my notes, got her the good seats at the lecture hall and brought her along for competitions.But now, everything felt different about her—she didn't really have a heart, only endless plotting.And I refuse to be a mere stepping stone to her success!Silence ensued until Tiffany sprang to her feet, showing her chair backward and making it screech loudly against the floor.She stood up, crabbing her coat as she growled icily, "Fine. If you won't go, I'll go. Honestly, wasting so much time over something so insignificant—I was wrong about you. You really are selfish."As she turned to leave, Sue promptly ran up, yelling, "No! Tiff, don't go!"Catching Tiffany's sleeve, she said, "You haven't finished your assignment, and I don't want to trouble you… But Zoe will be going out anyway, so I thought I could ask her to help instead of you making the t

I opened my eyes, hearing the rush of footsteps down the hallway outside.The scrape of heavy leather boots was especially loud and relentlessly as it closed in.It was just 7 am, but the door was open and soon crowded.There were two police officers, our lecturer Ms. Zims, as well as Sue who was kept on her feet by Tiffany.Everyone knew, just as the prophecy foretold.And everyone was talking about it behind my back, never asking me about it and quietly agreeing I was guilty.No one thought to defend me as they all took Sue's side, backing her up to harass me.Sue's eyes were red and swollen, the toxicology sheet in her hand almost crumpling while she wobbled, half-leaning on Tiffany's chest.Seeing me wake up, she burst into tears, "Sue… It's just a spot for postgraduate admission, but you had to hurt me? Aren't we friends?"She was just loud enough that everyone in the middle heard and gasped.A spot for postgraduate admission?That was so true—Sue Lynd wanted to destroy

After a long interrogation, the officer shut his notebook."Alright, we have a read on the situation now," he said, and turned to the other officer. "We will bring in Sue Lynd and the stall owner for further questioning.""Wait."Ms. Zims was adjusting her glasses as she strode up, her tone suddenly soft as she spoke to the officers, "Sue has already filed a report. Why are you bringing her in again?"She turned from them to Sue, continuing, "That stall owner himself handed the cake to Zoe. It might have been poisoned before Zoe took it. It's only right for Sue to suspect Zoe—there's no reason to question Sue any further!"Then, clapping Sue's shoulder, she assured Sue, "Don't worry. It's not your fault."She was so gentle like she was comforting a scared child, and Sue's shoulders shook.Ms. Zims then looked up at me with guilt in her eyes, murmuring, "I really didn't know this was the case…"It was just the right amount of remorse, and she stood at the right angle for everyon

I stood outside the administration building for a long time, the cold wind leaving my stomach churning.However, I was too furious to say a word, and my fingertips felt numb from rage.Even now, Ms. Zims' face was in my mind—the way she looked at me behind her glasses, scowled, and told me that I had to compensate Sue.With my spot for postgraduate admission.Given to her, just because she said so.I leaned against the door as I took a deep breath, three times.But it was pointless—the frustration building in my chest wouldn't leave.My phone then vibrated with a Twitter notification, and I swiped to unlock the screen with shaking fingers.After the video I posted, the mob started to condemn Sue and Sam.But that changed now, as new comments came in one after the other.[The stall owner is selling so many every day. It's normal if he made a mistake."[It might be the supplier's issue. How is that his problem?][Who's going to pick up after him? Y'all just hatin'.][There's