“Great job, Grace,” my art history lecturer praised me as she handed me back my graded assignment on the emergence of abstract art. I had worked tirelessly on the project, and it looked like my hard work had paid off.
“Thanks,” I responded with a megawatt grin. I enjoyed the practical classes more but doing well in the theory ones was just as important to me.
“Are we sure she didn’t plagiarize it?” the male student next to me scoffed once the lecturer was out of earshot. “Wouldn’t be the first time she lied about something.”
“Yeah, I was under the impression that gold digging w****s weren’t the brightest,” his friend replied with a chuckle.
I swallowed past the lump in my throat as the lecturer dismissed us and all the students filed out of the room. As was the norm, nobody spoke t
