The Face of Betrayal

Summary

I estimated my SAT score to be 1400, while Chloe, a fellow scholarship student, estimated hers at 1500.

My boyfriend broke up with me on the spot, and I was promptly kicked out of the class group chat.

Facing everyone's mockery, my expression didn't change a bit.

Because in my past life, Chloe asked me for my estimated score, and I truthfully answered 1550+.

I also revealed my true identity to her: I had been switched at birth with the richest girl in our class.

She excitedly toasted me with a glass of wine. But when I woke up the next day, I found myself with Chloe's face.