The day I received my civil service exam acceptance letter, my useless ex-boyfriend found me and dumped all the resentment he'd built up over the past year on me.
When I woke up again, I was back in the summer after my first year of high school.
My ex-boyfriend stood at the classroom door. "Come on, let's go street racing."
This time, I ignored him.
"How do you solve this physics problem? Can you teach me?" I turned to ask the top student sitting behind me.
"No." (Huh? That's not how this usually goes.)
I looked up. His handsome, cool face was gazing at me, his eyes deep and unreadable.
