In my previous life, I was sabotaged by a villain and ended up at a technical secondary school, where I studied fashion design.
Through my own hard work, I eventually became a world-class mathematician, but my success made others jealous, and I was poisoned.
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day before college applications were due.
I saw my mother, usually so hypocritical and harsh, take out some money to get me out of the way.
“Sweetie, take this money and go have a good time.”
