Chapter 3

The next day, I went to class as usual.

Eyes followed me from every direction. Some people whispered to each other, while others secretly took pictures.

Olivia had posted a message in our class group chat the night before. The title read: [Shocking. What's it like to freeload for ten years?]

There were over forty replies, every single one dripping with sarcasm.

I sat in the last row and opened my textbook.

Olivia glanced back at me from the front row, curled her lips, then turned around and whispered to the girl beside her. Their laughter drifted over.

After the…