You slowly wake up to the sound of birds chirping outside your fully renovated Severance Hall single dorm room. As you open your eyes, you see your sociology class crush lying beside you on your twin XL bed. “Good morning Y/N,” they greet you, making your heart skip a beat. You sit up in bed, run your fingers through your hair, and glance over at them with a smile.

As you gracefully float down the 6-foot-tall risers, you hear them plead, “Don’t leave yet! I know you have such an important and respected job as the student bursar, but I’ll miss you so much all day.” You can feel the love in their voice and respond with a gentle embrace, savoring the warmth and comfort of the moment. 

You turn on your Boygenius, put your hair in a messy bun, and get ready to handle the finances of every single student organization on campus. As you leave your dorm room, you notice a note pinned to your corkboard. It looks out of place next to your econ club name tag and the WZLY intern room tag that you’ve held onto since freshman year. You reach out your long, willowy, arm to gently pull the note open. 

“Dear Y/N,

The Wellesley College government is widely respected on campus for its reverence and high standards. We would like to cordially invite you to the event of the century to honor your hard work and dedication. As a token of our appreciation, we have selected you to receive a cash bonus at the end of the masquerade ball.

Thank you for your service and we look forward to seeing you at the event!

Sincerely,

The Wellesley College Government”

Placing the note to your heart, you feel a sense of serenity that your high-paying, compensated, and resume-boosting job grants you. Being the student bursar at Wellesley grants you so much support and respect among your peers. As you slip the note into the pocket of your effortlessly tailored business-casual suit pants, you walk to class with a sense of purpose and self.