Three years ago, when the college entrance exams were reinstated, I took the test alongside my younger brother Percival and my fiancée Louise Pruitt.
The day the results were posted, Percival had failed.
Before I could even think of how to comfort him, I was told my admission letter had already been collected by someone else.
At the same time, Louise and Percival had vanished.
Someone saw them boarding a train to the provincial capital together.
The provincial capital—exactly where the university I'd applied to was located.
I couldn't believe it. I immediately told the Pruitts, hoping they could help me contact Louise.
Their response was shameless.
"Duane, let me be honest with you. Louise is in love with your brother Percival. Taking your admission letter and letting Percival take your place—that was her idea."
"Percival isn't like you. He donated a kidney to Norma. Just let him have this one. You can try again next year."
That was the result of my hard work. How could I just hand it over?
And on top of everything, Percival had stolen my fiancée!
I tried to argue, but the Pruitts tied me up and threw me into the woodshed.
Afraid I'd ruin things for the happy couple, they cut off my food.