Longing Beneath the Rain
Language: en
The moment high school graduation ended, I sent Jasper a hundred-thousand-dollar invoice for ten years of living expenses and tuition. It all started when a text message suddenly popped up on my old, long-forgotten flip phone. "If you can see this message, please do not choose the same university as Jasper." I showed it to Jasper as a joke. He was furious, insisting on calling the number back to scream at whoever was playing such a sick prank. But that night, another message and a handful of photos froze me right where I stood. "I know you can see this. I am actually Jasper, ten years in…