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“There’s no heart in your words,” he says. “I don’t work in admissions, but I guarantee this reads like tons of essays they’ve seen before.”

“It’s my best work.”

“I promise you it isn’t.” He shakes his head. “Far from it.”

“Is the opening the problem?”

“The problem is you not answering their question.” He picks up a highlighter, dragging it across the words that gave me hours of problems.

As you consider entering this community that is committed to honesty, please reflect on a time whenyou or someone you observed had to make a choice about whether to act with integrity and honesty.

“I’ll make this blunt,”he says, “Writing about the time you spent an a week searching for a dog’s owner instead of keeping it as a pet isn’t compelling.”

“I’m not sure if you’ve noticed this already, but I don’t lead the most exciting life.”

“I disagree.” He smiles. “You probably have a lot more fun than any other student here.”

“So, write about all the times I’ve broken the code of conduct?”

“Yes,” he says. “Then tell them about the time you had to be dishonest to get what you thought you wanted.”

“Needed.”

“You didn’t ‘need’ to get drunk and come onto a complete stranger.”

“That stranger came onto me.” I correct him. “And it’s not my fault people bought me drinks.”

“Be sure to leave that last part out of your essay.”

“Are you still thinking about that night a lot?”

“Okay.” He shuts the folder, drawing his boundaries again. “This session is over. You can leave now.”

“It’s still storming.”

“That didn’t stop you from getting here.” He looks at his watch. “Do you want me to call security to take you back to your dorm?”

“Why do you keep switching up on me like this?”

“Is that a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’ to security?”

“It’s an ‘answer my question,’” I say. “With the exception of last week, I talk to you all night, every night. Why can’t you finally admit that youlikeme?”

“Because I’m not a pedophile.”

“That’s low,” I say. “I can admit that I likeyou.”

“In that case, please go work on your Daddy issues with somebody else.”

“I don’t have any Daddy issues.” I snap, hating that he’s being more standoffish than usual. “You’re not that much older than me.”

“It’s a good thing you’re focusing on English instead of math, since you clearly can’t count for shit.”

“Okay,fuck you.”

“I honestly should’ve.” He stamps his mouth over mine and kisses me.

I suck in a breath as he cups my neck and pulls me closer.

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