A photo of my boyfriend, Liam Hunter, and my stepsister holding hands and rushing out of the SAT exam room went viral.

The whole internet wished for them to be a perfect match.

My stepsister, Jasmine Blake, mocked me for being a manly woman that no one likes.

Well, if I became their military training officer, what should they do?

While the whole internet was blessing them, I was in closed training.

Actually, it was called college practice. I was a rookie at the United States Coast Guard Academy.

After training, when I returned home, I saw them kissing at the entrance of the villa.

Liam's hand has already reached into Jasmine's clothes.

Jasmine noticed me first, without panic but with provocation.

When Liam found me and pushed her away, her look turned pitiful.

I felt a curl of nausea in my stomach and couldn't help but speak.

"Jasmine, you love to use second-hand just like your mother."

Liam protected Jasmine behind him and said, "Serena, you speak too harshly."

Jasmine tremblingly stretched out half of her body from behind Liam, her voice softer.

"Serena, you just think that Liam treats you well. Since you don't really like him much, why don't you give him to me?"

After hearing Jasmine's words, Liam showed a slightly hurt expression, which was extremely hypocritical.

I tried my best to suppress my emotions and didn't want to argue with them too much, so I walked straight past them towards the villa gate.

Unexpectedly, Jasmine grabbed my arm and continued to be pitiful. I instinctively grabbed her hand.

Before Liam could stop me, I threw Jasmine over my shoulder, and she fell to the ground.

Her tears fell like raindrops.

Liam hurriedly came to her and squatted on the ground to support her. He pointed at me, accusing me loudly, "Serena, you are too brutal! Why do you always bully your sister?"

The two of them fell to the ground, as if I had bullied them.

"My mom has never given birth to a sister for me!"

"You bastard!"

A voice interrupted me, and a man and a woman rushed out of the villa. My dad raised his hand and came to me.

"You always resort to violence! How could you be so heartless? Jasmine will…"

I didn't listen to the rest of his words and brushed his hand to enter the villa.

At first, my dad wanted to stop me, but I gave him a look that made him back off.

"Coward."

After entering the house, the place changed a lot and became the home of the three of them.

After going to college, I never came back again. I just suddenly remembered that my teddy bear was left here and wanted it back.

I didn't expect to bump into this scene.

I took the least amount of time to pick up my bear and leave immediately.

After taking a shower, I realized that I had been cheated on. Ridiculously, I was the last one to know it.

They were the high school couple who were blessed by the whole internet. They rushed out of the college entrance examination room hand in hand, with a youthful look on their faces.

Jasmine posted on Instagram to claim ownership, causing envy and applause in the comments section.

[On our three-month anniversary, we both got into the same university and the same major. Thank you all for your blessings.]

I looked at this seemingly sweet Instagram post and couldn't help but sneer. Laughing at myself and also laughing at them.

A new message popped up on WhatsApp, with a tone that seemed gloating. It pissed me off.

[I heard that your boyfriend was in love.]

Feeling a bit annoyed, I closed the chat box. But I got another text message, as if he expected no reply.

[There's an opportunity for revenge. Do you want it?]

Standing in front of the freshman phalanx, there was a lot of talk about my being a female instructor.

As a rookie in the police academy, I was very excited to participate in this college student training.

"Oh, a pretty female officer!"

"Wow, I'm in luck. She must be gentle!"

"Have you seen a movie with this theme? I just watched one a couple of days ago. Like this!"

…

It seems that wherever women were, their appearance was the first thing to be judged.

A group of students who were about to receive higher education, but they kept spouting vulgar things.

I pointed at the tall person who was talking about the "theme" and said, "You do leapfrogs for 100 meters."

The crowd immediately quieted down.

The tall person's face changed instantly, but he didn't seem to be intimidated by me.

With his hands in his pockets, he said defiantly, "Why?"

I pulled the corners of my mouth without expression and said, "Because I will be the one to beat your score in the first course of university."

"You can also refuse to comply. But in that case, the whole class will be out in the sun with you today."

"Originally, I wanted to choose a cooler place for you guys."

I waved my arm and made a helpless expression.

The tall person lost his arrogance and still stood motionless.

In Connecticut with a high temperature, everyone couldn't bear the scorching sun above their heads.

Just after two or three minutes, there began to be gradually dissatisfied voices in the formation.

"Why don't you move? You've caused the whole class to suffer!"

"Yeah! Off you go!"

"Speechless! You flirt with the officer and still refuse to admit your mistake!"

…

In the end, the tall person completed the frog jump on the runway.

The rest of the people stood in the formation, wanting to complain but not daring to speak up.

They were afraid that they would be the next one.

I fulfilled my promise and took them to a slightly cooler place.

After adjusting their uniforms, I prepared to call the roll, but Jasmine and a few other girls arrived late.

Objectively speaking, Jasmine was beautiful and has caused quite a stir.

I raised my arm and looked at my watch. "You're thirteen minutes late, so do frog jumps for thirteen meters."

Several girls looked at each other, seemingly not expecting to be punished on the first day.

"I'm not feeling well."

Jasmine was the first to speak.

I took a glance and saw that her makeup was exquisite, her complexion was rosy. She didn't look sick at all.

The other girls, who had bare faces, looked somewhat sickly after being exposed to the sun.

In the past, the first person to say they didn't feel well in gym class usually got a leave of absence.

If there were too many, it would seem unbelievable.

After Jasmine finished speaking, one of the girls added in a low voice, "I accompanied her to the school clinic."

"Where are the sick leave and medical records?"

Facing my question, she instantly fell silent.

Clearly, neither of them can provide proof.

Knowing that I was an officer, Jasmine just didn't take me seriously and tried to embarrass me.

"Madam, don't deliberately embarrass girls."

A voice suddenly came from the formation.

It was Liam who spoke, and he even used the word "deliberately".

With this sentence, the classmates gradually became excited.

"Yeah, it's fine for boys. Why are you so strict with girls?"

"A 13-meter frog jump was corporal punishment for girls!"

"I've never seen anyone so ruthless. I thought you were a goddess, but you were a devil!"

I raised my hand and gave a pause command, compromising.

Pointing at Jasmine and the girl walking with her, "You two take a break."

"The rest of you get ready."

Clearly, they were lying, but I pretended not to know.

Just then, the other two late girls suddenly erupted.

"She's not sick at all. Why are only we being punished?"

"We just saw her downstairs in the dormitory. She didn't go to the school clinic!"

"Madam, you just passed by our dormitory! How can you be biased?"

In this training, there was only one female instructor. I lived in the girl's dormitory, which happens to be on the same floor as Jasmine and the other girls.

I certainly knew that Jasmine was not sick.

Several girls became more and more excited, even attracting the attention of the nearby square.

"What are you arguing about?"

A steady and resounding voice came from behind.

I was very familiar with this voice.

I was startled. Why did he come back?