So Eat Another Apple

Ten years later, I "desperately" got admitted to the Ph. D. And returned to my alma mater. On the day of the report, I found that the instructor who had clearly planned to recruit only one student was speaking with another competitor. It was rumored that there was someone who used the back door, and she always thought it was the other party. Until one day when the two had a candid conversation after drinking, the man stared at her and asked, "You are the one who has the relationship, right..."