Framed for Cheating, Saved by the Army

When the college entrance exam results were released,

I received a 20-point bonus for being the child of a martyr.

For the first time ever, I, the perpetual runner-up, surpassed the school's "cool" heartthrob and became the top scorer in the province.

He confronted me, accusingly:

"I never thought you’d stoop so low as to fake your identity just to beat me."

My classmates erupted in anger:

"How could someone as petty as you be a martyr’s kid?"

"You must’ve pulled some dirty trick!"

They broke into my locker and exposed my family records,