Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Flora often visited the computer science department, but she always made sure to go during her free time, even on the competition weekend. She never skipped a class, only taking leave for one or two periods if absolutely necessary.

Libby's claims were a bit exaggerated.

Thinking about how Jules had mentioned Flora's application was already submitted, Libby's grip on her notebook tightened until her knuckles turned white. Summoning her courage, she continued, "I heard you're considering Flora for a spot in the medical research lab. Usually, only Master's and Ph.D. students are admitted. Letting a freshman in feels a bit unfair to the rest of us, don't you think?" Jules caught onto her real motive instantly.

Her question was just a cover; she wanted to voice her discontent.

His demeanor turned cold and distant. He glanced at the name on the book and handed it back to her. "Libby, right?"

Libby nodded, feeling a bit anxious.

"Instead of worrying about others, why don't you focus on improving yourself? This question is incredibly simple, yet you came to me for help. Go back and write out the problem and its solution a hundred times. I'll check it next class."

With that, Jules walked away, leaving Libby flustered and alone in the classroom.

Meanwhile, Flora had arrived at the school gate.

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shrimp, and stir-fried bamboo shoots!" Flora listed off several dishes excitedly. "Let's cook at my place. My dad and brother

agreed, gently

ever, started the car and headed

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glasses, donned in a white lab

Ray, the medical school has sent over this year's list

it there," Dr. Ray

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the group responded, nodding as they

his thermos, and glanced at the list. There were

but the last entry made him pause. A freshman? Dr. Ray doubted his eyes. He