On the day I arrived at Capital University, my childhood friend Fiona Lovell tagged along. With a confident smile, she handed me her acceptance letter, demanding, "You ignored me all summer. Now help me with the registration!"
I couldn't help but laugh, " Fiona, seriously? Calling a vocational college Capital University?"
Her face fell as she tore open the dusty envelope amid the mocking gazes of others, only to be shattered by the truth within. "Why didn't you change it back for me?"
With a shrug, I replied, "Weren't you the one who said I should mind my own business?"
