One Glass of Milk Ended Ten Years
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Ever since I gained weight during puberty, my childhood friend Chase stopped talking to me on his own initiative.
But on the day of the NYU guaranteed admission interview, he handed me a glass of milk.
I was so touched that I drank it all.
When I woke up, I found my long hair scattered all over the floor.
The head cheerleader, Vivian White, was holding scissors and smiling sweetly:
"Chase, this sleeping pill of yours works really well. I've almost shaved this pig bald."
Meeting my disbelieving eyes, Chase only said indifferently:
