All Chapters of Text From the Future: Dump Your Girlfriend: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The proctor entered the classroom and instructed everyone to turn in their phones.Numbly, I powered mine off and slipped it into the storage pouch at the front of the room. When I returned to my seat, the exam papers were handed out. Rows of black text filled the pages, but I couldn't focus on a single word. My mind kept replaying those messages. Just last night, Winona Lane, my girlfriend, had held my hand and looked at me with unmistakable affection. "Hector, I feel awful today. There's no way I'm getting into a top university."She had looked me straight in the eyes before continuing, "Could you ruin your exam tomorrow? That way, you, me, and Benjamin can all stay here and attend the local state university together. We'll never have to be apart."Then she added, almost like a promise, "If you stay here and go to the local state university with me, I swear I'll spend the rest of my life loving only you."At the time, I thought her request was ridiculous. But after more t

As I stared at the words on the screen, a cold, bitter sense of absurdity washed over me. Had I followed the original timeline and obediently turned in a blank exam, staying in my hometown with them, I wouldn't have merely thrown away the grades I'd worked so hard for or my chance to attend one of the country's top universities.I would have become nothing more than a source of support—and a stepping stone—for their twisted relationship. They would have drained every last bit of value from me, and I would have spent the rest of my life trapped in their cruel little joke. The absurdity of it all was almost too much to bear. Memories from the past came rushing back like a tide, dragging every detail I'd deliberately ignored to the surface. Now, each one felt like a knife twisting in my mind. The way Winona had always looked at Benjamin, her gaze lingering on him with an intensity I'd never questioned. The way she seemed to come alive whenever he was around. And all those t

The confident, carefree smile on Winona's face froze. Slowly, it began to crumble. "W-What are you talking about?" Her voice wavered. "Hector, did someone tell you something?" She was still trying to deny it, but her eyes darted nervously around the room. She couldn't even bring herself to look me in the eye.Watching her put on such a shameless performance made my stomach turn. "Do you want me to remind you exactly what you said?" I took a step back, putting some distance between us. When I spoke again, my voice was ice-cold."Only you can give me this kind of excitement. Hector is too proper. He's always acting like some kind of saint."I held her gaze, saying, "Those were your words, Winona." The color drained from her face. "When you were lying in that cheap motel bed, making those comments, did you ever stop to think about everything we'd been through together?" It was as if every ounce of strength suddenly left her body. Her face went pale, and she stumbled to

That same afternoon, Benjamin stormed into my house. His usual laid-back, harmless facade was gone. He looked like a man on the verge of losing control, his eyes fixed on the bright red Kingswell University acceptance letter sitting on my desk."Hector Hamilton, you played me!" His voice was thick with rage. "You said you left the entire last section of the exam blank! You said you were going to that local state university with us! So why did you lie to me?"Watching him fall apart, I felt nothing but satisfaction. "Why can't I lie to you?" I met his furious gaze without flinching. "You two were perfectly happy lying to me behind my back. Why shouldn't I be allowed to keep a backup plan for myself during the exam?" Benjamin's face instantly went pale. At last, he understood. I had known everything all along. With his carefully constructed mask finally shattered, he stopped pretending. "Fine! Yes, I was involved with her! So what?"Benjamin suddenly burst out laughing. Y

Seven years passed in the blink of an eye.According to the text message I had received from that unknown number all those years ago, today was supposed to be my wedding night with Winona—the night I was supposed to become the laughingstock of the entire city.But now, I stood on the stage at the National Center for the Performing Arts, holding the trophy for Young Scientist of the Year.The auditorium erupted in applause. Sitting front and center in the first row was Evelyn. She wore an elegant, perfectly tailored gown, and as she looked up at me, her eyes were filled with unmistakable pride.A year ago, with both our families there to witness it, we got engaged.She never clipped my wings. Instead, she became the partner who would fly beside me toward an even greater sky.After the ceremony, I received a screenshot from one of my former high school classmates. It was about Winona and Benjamin. Neither of them finished college. Winona was expelled after repeatedly skipping c