I sat down and asked the nurse to swap out the IV drip once Christian and Wendy left. I was aware that calling the police wouldn't really work, but I did it just to rattle Christian, who was incredibly anxious about the SAT and couldn't risk even the slightest mishap.

I returned to the dormitory that evening and immediately packed my exam essentials into my bag before locking it inside my cabinet.

In my past life, Wendy used the excuse of compensating me to pack my exam materials. I wasn't feeling well then, and since she seemed well-intentioned, I didn't stop her.

I double-checked everything and went for the SAT after she packed it, but midway through, a crumpled ball of paper fell out of my clear zip-lock exam bag. I was immediately accused of cheating, and when the invigilator opened the crumpled paper ball, it was discovered to be a cheat sheet.

I was convicted of cheating, my exam scores were voided, and I even faced the possibility of imprisonment. I broke down and confronted Wendy, demanding to know why she set me up.

Wendy burst into tears and threw herself into Christian's arms instead, asking, "What are you talking about, Yvonne? I don't know anything about that! You're scaring me!"

Christian, in his role as my boyfriend, stepped forward to testify against me, claiming I had personally prepared the SAT cheat sheet.

I tried to drag Wendy to have the handwriting analyzed, only for her to push me down the stairs, where I fell to my death.

I couldn't help but clench my fists as I recalled the horrible way I had died in my past life.

I took out the exam bag I had personally packed the following day, and after verifying that everything was exactly as it should be, I stowed it in my backpack.

I arrived at the exam site and gathered with the other students in one area. It was ten minutes later when the main doors opened, and the students began entering the exam site in succession.

I had just reached into my backpack for my exam bag when I discovered that it was missing. I immediately panicked as I rummaged through my backpack. I even ran to the bus to look for it, but it was nowhere to be found.

I rushed back and realized that all the students were already in the hall. I got urged by the teacher to head in as well. As distressed as I was, I had no choice but to look at the teacher and tell her that I had lost my exam bag.

Upon hearing that, the teacher furrowed their brow and asked, "How could you not have your materials ready when the SAT is such a major event, Yvonne? I'll have someone print your admission ticket and buy new supplies right now, so go get a temporary ID issued. You might still make it, Yvonne."

I kept nodding while thanking the teacher.

It was then that someone suddenly spoke up. "Is this your exam bag, Yvonne?"

I glanced at it and saw my belongings inside. I nodded and asked, "How did it end up with you?"

Wendy explained with a smile, "I found it on the bus, wedged in a gap beneath your seat. I guess you must have accidentally dropped it, Yvonne."

I didn't believe a word Wendy said. I had my backpack zipped shut the entire time, making it impossible for anything to drop out of it. I had also just checked the bus thoroughly and found nothing, so there was no way the exam bag would end up in Wendy's hands.

I was just about to press her for answers when the teacher suddenly interjected, saying, "You should hurry inside and stop dallying since you've found it; otherwise, you're going to be late, Yvonne."

I was urged into the exam hall, but I couldn't help but feel deeply unsettled as I held onto the exam bag Wendy returned to me. I still couldn't shake off a sense of foreboding, even though I had repeatedly inspected the items in the exam bag.

I immediately got up and ran out of the exam hall the moment the bell signaling the start of the SAT rang, leaving everyone stunned.

It wasn't long before the first exam ended, and students came out of the exam hall one after another. Wendy suddenly turned to me and exclaimed, "You're truly something, Yvonne—to think you'd actually cheat on the SAT!"

Wendy's remarks immediately attracted everyone's attention, causing every single one of them to turn their gaze toward me.

I snapped at her in a fit of rage, yelling, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Wendy acted as if she had accidentally let something slip and immediately covered her mouth. "I'm so sorry, Yvonne. I'm just saying whatever comes to mind. I hope you're not mad at me…"

I immediately snapped, "You'd better stop spouting nonsense this instant, Wendy!"

I was preparing to leave when I was suddenly stopped. "I'm one of the invigilators assigned to this exam hall. I have received a report that you may be suspected of cheating, so please cooperate with the investigation."

I furrowed my brow and said, "I didn't cheat on the SAT."

Wendy nodded repeatedly, saying, "That's right. Yvonne didn't cheat. She only brought a cheat sheet in her exam bag, so don't blame her for that."

I felt a sharp pain in my chest from the anger. "You'd better stop slandering me with those lies, Wendy!"

Wendy's eyes immediately welled up with tears. She stomped her feet and started sobbing, saying, "I'm just trying to help you, yet you're scolding me instead! You're really hurting my feelings, Yvonne!"

Upon taking my exam bag and looking through it several times with a stern expression, the invigilator failed to find any so-called cheat sheet. He then furrowed his brow slightly and said, "I'm sorry. It seems like we misunderstood the situation."

It was then that Wendy, who was holding a water bottle, suddenly slammed into me, pouring the water all over my exam bag. She then put on that feigned, innocent look of hers and said, "I'm so sorry, Yvonne. I'm such a klutz! I didn't mean to get your things wet! You're okay, right?"

I was just about to say something when someone suddenly pointed at my exam bag, exclaiming, "Check it out! There's some writing on the back of her admission ticket!"

I looked down to see dense handwriting bleeding through the water-soaked admission ticket, and before long, the invigilator snatched it up, his expression turning grim. "You've got some nerve, Yvonne—cheating on the SAT is a federal crime!"

I was shaking all over from panic. "I don't know how that got there! I didn't write any of those! I didn't cheat on the SAT!"

Christian stepped forward from the crowd, looking at me with utter disappointment. "If you just admit it now, they might go easy on you, Yvonne. You should stop being so stubborn at this moment."

I snapped and yelled at the top of my lungs, "I didn't do anything wrong, so there's no way I'm confessing to anything!"

Christian shook his head in resignation before saying, "I'm Yvonne's boyfriend. She told me she was going to use an invisible-ink pen to write down those notes on the admission ticket last night. I tried to talk her out of it, but I guess she went ahead and did it anyway."

In that instant, I was met with the angry gazes of every single person who had just taken the exam.

"You're truly unbelievable! Do you know how much we've been grinding just for the SAT? How dare you cheat your way through!"

"How can you do this to those of us who actually work hard? Your kind is exactly why I failed my SAT last year! You truly deserve to die!"

Those indignant crowds—those who had previously failed the SAT—turned their fury on me. They started pelting me with their drinks and whatever books they had on hand.

"You're actually cheating on the SAT? You're such a lowlife! You should just drop dead!"

"I'm calling the authorities this instant! You should rot in jail instead of destroying other candidates' chances!"

It was then that a group of invigilators walked out of the exam hall. They immediately furrowed their brows upon hearing the commotion. "Who cheated on the SAT? Which room did this happen in? Who was the presiding invigilator?"

Upon hearing that, the invigilator who had been questioning me earlier looked at my admission ticket and replied, "She's from Room 18—Seat 08."

It was then that one of the invigilators from the group blurted out, "That candidate in Seat 08 didn't even show up. How could she possibly cheat on the SAT?"