I Canceled The Banquet And Let Their Plan Burn Chapter 07
The story exploded across the internet far faster than I ever anticipated.
By that evening, a massive Reddit thread detailing the situation hit the front page, and the hashtag #SAT1580Scapegoat began trending in the top twenty on X. The internet went into an absolute
frenzy.
[My blood pressure is through the roof. What kind of upside-down world is this? A daughter who scores a near-perfect 1580 is forced to get on her knees and apologize to an 820-scoring brat?]
[This Lyra girl is a textbook sociopath. Cheated off her sister for three years, flunked the real exam framed her sister for it, and then tried to steal her identity at her own party? I am utterly
speechless.]
[Nadia is the real victim here. Vilified by her own blood, forced to bow down, stripped of her celebration, and told to look plain so she wouldn’t bruise her cousin’s ego? I feel physically sick.
She needs to cut contact immediately.]
Users began aggressively tagging the official accounts of elite Ivy League institutions and top-tier universities: [@EldridgeUniv Look at the kind of environment your incoming top scholar is dealing with at home. A 1580 scorer, National Gold Medalist, treated like absolute garbage by her own
family?]
The next morning, my phone rang from an unknown out-of-state number.
I answered tentatively. “Hello?”
“Hi, is this Nadia?” a warm, professional voice came through the line. “I’m calling from the
Admissions and Student Affairs Office at Eldridge University.”
I blinked, caught completely off guard. “… Yes, this is she.”
“We’ve been made aware of some of the situations circulating online, and we understand you might
be facing an incredibly difficult environment right now. The university wants to reach out and see how we can assist you. Would you be interested in early campus move-in? We can arrange
emergency housing for you immediately, and we have various work-study positions available on
campus.”
My grip on the phone tightened, a thick lump forming in my throat.
“If you’re willing, you can move into the dorms this week. Regarding tuition and living expenses,
Eldridge has an extensive, fully funded financial aid and emergency grant system. We will make sure you never have to drop out due to financial retaliation.”
I took a shaky, deep breath. “Thank you so much… Yes, I would love to move in early.”
“Perfect. I’ll follow up via email with the logistics, and we’ll coordinate everything online.’
After the call ended, I sat on the edge of the bed, completely paralyzed for a long time. Just last night, I was stressing over how I was going to afford college without my parents’ financial backing, This morning, a premier Ivy League university had stepped in to catch me before I fell.
Ruby was right. There was still light in this world.
Over the next three days, the fallout hit hyperspeed. The exposé was picked up by mainstream media outlets, and internet sleuths completely unraveled Lyra’s digital footprint across Instagram, TikTok, and Pinterest.
Then came the definitive nail in the coffin.
A user on Reddit managed to dig up Lyra’s old ‘study aesthetic’ blog from her sophomore year. Every time a major school exam concluded, she would post photos of her report cards showing
stellar scores like ‘GPA 4.2’ or ‘98% Overall.’
But when users zoomed in on the digital files, the font, alignment, and digital watermarks had
distinct anomalies. Put simply, they were completely Photoshopped.
The funniest part? The exact high scores on those forged report cards matched my official school records perfectly, down to the decimal point. A user even created a side-by-side comparison chart: on the left was Lyra’s edited post, and on the right was the school district’s official Honor Roll archive with my name on it. Except for a single class where she accidentally changed a number, they were completely identical.
It was definitive proof. She was an academic fraud.
Lyra’s social media account gained fifty thousand followers overnight, but every single person was there to mock her. The comment section on her old ‘study vlogs’ was a absolute bloodbath:
[Is the study aesthetic just learning how to copy your sister’s papers?]
[Can you drop a tutorial on how to Photoshop an 820 into a 1580? Asking for a friend.]
Then, an anonymous user claiming to be Lyra’s high school classmate dropped a massive truth
bomb in the thread:
[I went to school with Lyra. She never studied a day in her life, skipped assignments, and spent every class on her phone. She always had massive panic attacks before midterms, and now it makes sense-it was because she wasn’t placed in the same exam hall as her sister and couldn’t cheat. The SAT proctors separate students strictly, which is why she choked. As for the admission ticket? Our entire class knows she just lost it herself. She panicked before the first section, claimed she couldn’t find it, and later found it crumpled in the inner lining of her own backpack. Nobody hid it. She’s just pathological.]
That comment was immediately upvoted to the very top.
