The entire school let out a collective "Wow!" At a place like B University, that might not be a big deal, but for high schoolers who struggled just to break 600, a score in the 730s was an astronomical figure.
Once they quieted down, the Dean of Discipline continued, "I'm sure all the students here have seen the photograph that's been on display in the school's exhibition case for years. He is our school's former top science scholar with a perfect score—Mortimer Quincy."
"This time, we've invited your esteemed alumnus to be a role model for all of you."
Holly Winslow didn't know Mortimer Quincy was coming. That rascal hadn't said a single word about it. She glanced around and saw Mortimer Quincy walking up from below the stage, wearing a school uniform he'd dug up from who knows where.
'He looked so handsome, it wasn't out of place at all. That guy is probably the type who won't look old even after several decades.'
