he Heartthrob’s Debt
Language: en
During my senior year, I intentionally failed my tests so I could pay the "school heartthrob" to tutor me, all to help him out of poverty. He hated me for it, claiming I was stealing time away from his childhood sweetheart. When he found out my actual SAT scores were 400 points higher than his, he cursed me—the "evil rich girl" with a fake heart—saying I’d never find true love. Later, he killed me. Even at my grave, he didn't forget to warn me: "If there’s a next life, don’t bother with your fake pity. Don’t try to force a relationship that was never yours." As he wished. In this life, I…