My Crazy Childhood Friend’s Love Obsession

A few days later, the results of the SAT were announced. The first set of scores I learned about was Nash's.

Before he got together with Yvonne, he ranked in the top thirty of our grade. If he could have secured the first prize in that international competition, going to the Florence Academy of Fine Arts wouldn't have bee However, now with his hand injury, he had hardly attended any classes during the entire senior year, hadn't completed a single test paper, and on top of that, he barely answered anything in the liberal arts section of the exam.

His mother called my mom and wept on the phone, saying he had only scored a little over 1000 points, not even reaching 1100. Not to mention the Florence Academy of Art or the Central Academy of Fine Arts; Yvonne, on the other hand, had assumed that her beauty would help her pass the art exam with ease from the day she transferred to our school. She never expected her child to hold her back, and she scored j Mrs. Xander was on the phone in tears, saying, "He was such a promising child before. We never restricted him, and now, he's been led astray by that girl."noveldrama

My mom hurriedly consoled her, and Mrs. Xander gradually regained her composure. "What about Wendy? How

did she perform?"

My mom fell silent for a moment. Just before receiving Mrs. Xander's call, she had received a call from San Athens University's admissions office. Although my scores hadn't been officially released, it was unlikely that they would be poor.

"Wendy's scores haven't come out yet," my mom said avoiding any statements that might upset Mrs. Xander.

Only the top fifty in the city had their results delayed.

Mrs. Xander fell silent for a moment and

then spoke with a mixture of envy and complexity in her tone, "I genuinely envy you. If only Nash could be half as sensible as your child."

Not long after, my results were also released, and it was something I had never imagined -

the highest score!

1571"

I had become the top scorer in my city!

My mom hugged me excitedly, shouting with joy. Our class teacher also called, overwhelmed with

emotion.

1 sat quietly at my desk, piled high with textbooks and test papers, tears streaming down my face. My mom thought I was overwhelmed with surprise, but in truth, I was reflecting on how I had finally embarked

The school displayed my exceptional student achievements on the recognition board for all to see.

My dad happily bought thank-

you gifts and took me to the school to personally thank the teachers one by one on the same day.

I became a well-known figure in our city.

Countless parents of students begged for a set of my notes, trying to use connections through my parents.

My dad couldn't stop smiling, and this middle-

aged man even showed a hint of youthful enthusiasm. He arranged a celebration gathering for me, I insisted on finding a moderately nice restaurant and avoiding extravagance, which was jointly agreed upon b He chose a restaurant and invited everyone he knew.

The Xander family, of course, was among the invited guests.

At the same table, some people who were unaware of the situation cheerfully asked Mrs. Xander.

"Your son's grades are good too. Where did he get into? You must invite me to his celebration gathering. I'll bring my brat along to share the joy, and he'll also strive to get into a good university next year."

He added with frustration, "My brat, all he does is play games all day. Now he can only score around 1200 in the SAT. I've scolded him, but he doesn't listen. I should've brought him here today to see Wendy an Mr. and Mrs. Xander were embarrassed and used the excuse of going to the bathroom to step aside.