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The student I sponsored with 300 thousand dollars turned out to be my deskmate. She carried my Hermes bag behind my back and mocked me for using a fake one. She sipped on Häagen-Dazs, laughing at how I could only afford a cup from Snowman Sip, a kind of modest drink. Without a word, I canceled her card and kicked her out of the vacant villa under my name. And then, in class, I received her confession. I just felt disgust.