The Campus Belle's Ideal Type Is My Boyfriend

I immediately tapped on the link. Sure enough, someone had posted about what happened in the elective class.

The comments section instantly buzzed with heated discussion.

"The one they're fighting over is obviously Elijah Sanders, the captain of the basketball team. She's obviously telling everyone it's him. The only thing she didn't say was his name."

"I remember Elijah has a girlfriend. How is this any different from trying to steal someone else's man? Does she think she's a big deal just because she studied abroad?"

"Wait, something's off. Didn't someone else get the exchange program spot last year? I don't think it was Jemima. I'm gonna check…"

My hand that was gripping the phone froze, and I narrowed my eyes.

Something had felt off in class just now. When I applied for the study abroad program, I had consulted many of my seniors who had gone before. I didn't remember there was anyone named Jemima Ford at all.

So, was she lying?

While I was lost in thought, the comments under the post had already bombarded.

Then, the feed refreshed. Jemima herself brazenly joined the thread.

"I just returned to the country, and I'm already on the forum. Guess my charm is irresistible. But let me warn you all—don't go dumping every bit of blame on me. Those two might not even end up getting married!"

After a pause, she continued typing rapidly, "Besides, how am I worse than Ivory? She's totally flat-chested and saggy all over. Who knows? Maybe she's even had a kid. Meanwhile, I've got a hot body, a car, and a house. In the dating scene, I absolutely crush her, okay?

"Just yesterday, a matchmaking agency contacted me and said they've arranged over ten blind dates for me this Saturday. They're practically begging me to show up. So, don't think I'm competing with other women. When one is good enough, no one can take what's yours!"

One outrageous comment after another appeared below.

I was so furious that I replied to her directly underneath, "Are you sick or something?"

Jemima replied right away, "Oh? You're triggered already? Think I'm eyeing your boyfriend?"

The mockery in Jemima's words was impossible to hide.

She went on, "What a pity. While you're busy defending him, he's carefully peeling grapes for me right now!"

Immediately after, an image was uploaded. When I opened it, it was unmistakably Elijah's face!

My mind went blank for a moment. The cold wind slipped in through the slightly open window, causing goosebumps to break out across my skin.

My trembling fingers zoomed in on the photo. The table was filled with seasonal fruits and seafood, and in the center sat a ten-inch cake. The icing on it was especially glaring to look at.

It read, "Welcome back, my favorite student!"

Tears slipped down without me realizing and splashed onto the back of my hand.

I knew that place well. It was Hannah's desk in her office. On the right side of the photo, you could even see her hand making a cheerful peace sign.

In the past, whenever I went to her office to help, she always gave me the cold shoulder. She never asked if I wanted snacks or turned on the air conditioner for me. Sometimes, she even acted as if I were air…

The stark contrast highlighted those unhappy memories in my mind again and again.

After a long while, I let out a bitter laugh and turned off the screen.

Raising my hand, I called out toward the waiter, "Hey, there's no need to wait anymore. Please serve the dishes."

Several bottles of alcohol were brought into the private room one after another. Messages popped up on my phone. They were birthday wishes from my friends. My parents' generous birthday allowance arrived right on time, along with a few extra words of concern.

They texted, "Ivy, have you really decided to go abroad with Eli? Before you leave, could you come back and visit us? We miss you so much."

My hand that was lifting the wine glass to my lips froze.

The next second, tears fell without warning.

At that moment, I finally realized just how much I had invested in this relationship. Elijah was the one who wanted to go abroad and build a career. I was the one who painstakingly researched which was the best institution and prepared all the application materials.

But in Hannah's eyes, I had become the culprit who lured her son away and caused their separation.

In the past, I put up with it time and again. But now, I couldn't take it anymore!

With a sharp rip, I tore apart that application form that I had so carefully kept.

It was as if fate were giving me a sign. In the next second, bright fireworks burst right outside the window, celebrating my rebirth.

Midnight passed uneventfully after that. My phone screen never lit up again.

It wasn't until 3:00 am that my phone finally vibrated.

A drunken voice message from Elijah came through. "Sorry, Ivy… My mom asked me to attend… a homecoming dinner today. I figured since… we're going to settle abroad together, I should spend more time with her…"

In the silent night, Elijah's slurred explanation sounded over and over as I replayed it again and again.

After a long time, I sent a voice message of my own in a quiet voice. "Let's break up, Elijah. Since Hannah likes Jemima so much, you can go abroad with her instead."