My roommate, Chloe, used my photos for online flirting and catfishing, which led to me being harassed by some creepy guy. I stormed over, ready to confront her. But my other roommate, Ashley, just looked at me reproachfully. “Chloe was just so insecure she borrowed your pictures. It’s not like you lost anything, can’t you just be a little more understanding?” Later, I was raped, had explicit rumors spread about me, my reputation utterly trashed. I ended it all. When I opened my eyes again, Ashley was glaring at me, her face flushed with annoyance. “What? Jealous I’m prettier than you?” I took in her sharp nose, delicate skin, and perfectly sculpted figure, a faint flicker of appreciation on my face. I gave a barely perceptible nod. “You really are quite beautiful.” Ashley, who always competed with me tooth and nail, never expected that. She shot me a weird look, muttered “psycho,” and turned back to fussing with her face in the mirror. Her upward-curved lips reflected in the glass, a clear sign of her smug satisfaction. *You should smile more,* I thought sarcastically. *You won’t be smiling for much longer anyway.* I pulled my gaze away, opened my closet, and picked out the ugliest clothes I owned to change into in the bathroom. Then I pulled a pair of black-rimmed glasses from a drawer, obscuring most of my face. Ashley, who had just finished her makeup, glanced over casually, a sneer on her lips. “Summer, finally realized you’re ugly and should cover up?” I simply gave her a look of pity, not bothering to argue. What she didn’t know was that a great misfortune was about to befall her, and she would become the designated victim in my place. That evening, Chloe returned from her part-time job, her ponytail swinging high, bouncing with joy like she’d just won the lottery. She noticed my unusual outfit today and frowned. “Summer, why are you dressed like that? So ugly.” I let my gaze sweep over her and Ashley’s faces, seemingly without intention, then smiled. “Well, there are a lot of bad people out there. Dressing too flashy just makes you a target.” My words hit a raw nerve with both of them. Their faces darkened, and the air immediately fell silent. Watching Ashley’s oblivious expression, I mused silently. *Ashley, Ashley, I’ve hinted enough. What happens next? I won’t be helping you anymore.* A look of schadenfreude I didn’t even realize was there played on my face. Chloe’s gaze reluctantly left me and settled on Ashley. I watched her pull out her phone and secretly snap photos. Her thumb scrolled across the screen, the smile on her face growing wider and wider. And I, too, began to smile. *I can’t wait for the show to begin.*
After that, Chloe became a full-blown paparazzi, documenting every aspect of Ashley’s life, especially when she showered. Due to years of neglect, the bathroom door had a large hole that hadn’t been reported or fixed. This made things incredibly easy for Chloe. Every day, she’d creep in with her phone, taking photos. At first, she was cautious, constantly glancing back at me. But each time Ashley showered, I’d pull my bed curtains shut and pretend to sleep, intentionally creating opportunities for Chloe. Over time, once she caught on to this pattern, she became increasingly brazen. Just like in my previous life, that sleazy guy kept sending her gifts after getting a taste of her. A ten-gram gold ring, a Chanel bag, and a Valentino ostrich feather coat. But they were all cheap knock-offs. His lavish displays of affection were so public that even Ashley knew Chloe was dating a rich guy. One day, Chloe received another gift. Ashley, who had been filing her nails, paused, watching Chloe unbox the package with obvious envy. She said in a passive-aggressive tone, “There’s no such thing as a free lunch. Be careful not to get scammed.” Chloe’s hand, holding a small knife, hesitated for a moment, then she shrugged indifferently. *Yeah, if anyone’s getting scammed, it won’t be her, Chloe. No need to worry.* My fists clenched, and I struggled to suppress a laugh. This time, it was a sapphire necklace. Chloe carefully lifted it from the box. The jewel hung in the air, catching a beam of sunlight. The blue sapphire was crystal clear, refracting dazzling light in the sun, sparkling brilliantly, almost blinding. Even Ashley, who had been disdainful just moments before, gasped. “That’s a Louis Vuitton sapphire necklace. One of those costs over three hundred thousand.” Chloe’s hand, holding the necklace, trembled. She clearly hadn’t expected the man to be so generous. Immediately, her face twisted with even greater greed. She grabbed Ashley’s shoulders, showering her with flattery. “Ashley, you really are the heiress of a major pharmaceutical company. You’re so knowledgeable.” Ashley’s eyes sparkled, and she proudly swept a strand of hair behind her ear. “I like hearing that.” She glanced at Chloe, then pointedly at me, lifting her chin and speaking in a condescending tone. “Even though I’m at the same school as you two, once we graduate, we’ll return to our respective social classes. Be smart and listen to me, and maybe I’ll be kind enough to pull some strings for you later.” Chloe was a small-town girl from a humble background. She’d tricked that man into her life, and her future was still uncertain. She lowered her head, her face falling with self-consciousness. I folded my arms, rolling my eyes. *Such a show-off.* Chloe stared at the necklace longingly for a while. She looked up at Ashley repeatedly, then finally rose and, as a gesture of goodwill, placed the necklace in Ashley’s hand. Her face was full of hope. “Ashley, you promise, right?” A flicker of surprise crossed Ashley’s face. Her eyes were now filled only with greed. She eagerly put the necklace around her neck. She grabbed her phone and snapped a flurry of photos. Chloe subtly tugged Ashley’s collar down, making her look even more alluring. Then, more secret photos. I leaned back on my bed, watching their little drama unfold with interest. Actually, what Ashley had said earlier—”There’s no such thing as a free lunch”—was absolutely true. She said the words, but she herself was deeply entangled in the trap.
Human greed can amplify infinitely at certain moments. As Chloe’s collection of luxury goods grew, Ashley’s jealousy and sense of injustice reached a boiling point. I guessed Ashley thought something like this: *Chloe has a face full of pimples, she’s thin and scrawny, inferior to me in every way. How can someone like her be sought after by a rich man?* Finally, one day, they completely lost their tempers. Because Chloe had tricked Ashley into a hotel where that sleazy guy had taken advantage of her. It was the middle of the night. Ashley stormed upstairs and dragged Chloe, who was sound asleep, straight off her bed. *Bang!* The sound made me leap out of my own bed. Next, Ashley jumped off her bed. Unfortunately, her legs, which had been brutally used, gave out, and her ankle twisted. She crashed onto Chloe. Poor Chloe suffered a double blow today, her face deathly pale. Chloe was already feeling guilty. Seeing Ashley’s furious demeanor, she knew her deception had been exposed. She scrambled up and lunged for the door, desperate to escape. But Ashley wasn’t about to let her. She grabbed a chair and swung it at Chloe’s head. A piercing scream ripped through the night. Chloe swayed several times before she could barely stand, but blood was already trickling down her shoulder. With such a severe injury, her guilt vanished, replaced only by pure rage. Their eyes locked, fierce and full of venom, as if sparks flew between them countless times in the air. The next second, as if by unspoken agreement, they collided. A battle erupted. Chloe clawed at Ashley’s face, leaving deep red marks, while Ashley gripped Chloe’s hair, tugging violently. With each movement, the blood from Chloe’s head flowed even faster. The intense pain made Chloe’s eyes bloodshot. She opened her mouth wide and bit down on Ashley’s prized face, refusing to let go. Ashley’s eyes were wide with shock and fury. Her actions became even more ruthless. *Rip!* A large chunk of hair, still attached to her scalp and covered in blood, was torn away. *Oh, she’s truly desperate now. She can’t afford plastic surgery if her face is ruined!* Just as the drama reached its climax, and it looked like a winner would emerge, Mrs. Davies, the dorm manager, burst through the door. Neither of them mentioned the true cause of their fight, only stating it was a dorm dispute. In the end, Mrs. Davies, with a dark scowl, waved her hand, opting to avoid further trouble. But the battle quietly continued. Where Chloe couldn’t see, Ashley used Chloe’s toothbrush to scrub the toilet and her towel to wipe her feet. Chloe, however, was even more vicious. She directly added feces and urine to Ashley’s expensive skincare products, which had taken months to save up for. Poor Ashley remained completely oblivious. Even as the skincare products reeked, she couldn’t bear to throw them away. Slowly, strange sores began to appear on her face, requiring thick layers of foundation to cover daily. In reality, now, after removing her makeup, she was no prettier than Chloe, whom she had always looked down upon. And I decided to fan the flames even further. I stole the necklace Chloe had given Ashley. That same day, Ashley went insane and shoved all of Chloe’s jewelry down the toilet. I hid behind my thick bed curtains, laughing gleefully. *Well done. Thank you for helping me destroy the evidence.* Fakes were fakes after all. I didn’t want them to discover that the sleazy guy actually had no money. If they did, neither of them would be fighting over him. Chloe came from a poverty-stricken area. If that man dumped her, she’d planned to sell the jewelry to get rich. But in the blink of an eye, she had nothing. Wouldn’t she go after Ashley with a vengeance? She waited and waited, through the night and into the early morning, but Ashley never returned. Frustrated, Chloe had no choice but to vent her anger on all of Ashley’s belongings. The next day, the day after that, until the fourth day. Ashley still hadn’t returned to the dorm. Her fury reaching its peak, Chloe decided to exact her revenge after class.
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