You had broken up with your girlfriend a long time ago and hadn't seen her since. You told her you had to break up with her about 8 months ago because you found out she was cheating on you, but you were too scared to confront her so you just told her you had gotten into Harvard, which was in a different state. Except you didn't get into Harvard, you got into Yale. You walk into your Russian class and look at the teacher, your heart dropping as you saw Natasha being your teacher