My roommate ordered a box of highly venomous snakes online, claiming they were medicinal eels for an experiment, and stored them in my wardrobe. That weekend, I went home. The snakes escaped. Three people got bitten. One lost a limb. I was about to tell the police the truth when my roommate turned and pinned it all on me. “I bought those eels for virility research. They are crucial for my future Nobel Prize. You must have swapped them with snakes out of jealousy.” I was expelled. My parents sold our house to pay the victims’ medical bills. Driven to depression by cyberbullying, I jumped from a building and died on impact. I was reborn, back to the moment the package arrived at our dorm.This time, I shoved the box deep into her bedding. “Why don’t you test it yourself? Let’s see whether the venom or the virility is more…potent.” I stared at the words “Live Seafood Eels” printed on the delivery slip. My blood ran cold. The agony of my past death, the cyberbullying and the jump, flooded back and seared every nerve. The last sound I remembered was the sickening crack of my skull hitting concrete. “Hey, you gonna sign or what?” The delivery driver’s impatient shout ripped me from the memory. I snapped back to the present. My eyes locked on the sender information. Sender: Chloe Reed. Special Instructions: Handle with care. Live animals. I forced my hand to stop trembling and signed the name that had once destroyed my family. She had done this before, in that other life. She said she’d bought eels for an experiment, and her wardrobe was full, so she needed to put them in mine for a bit. I was a pushover, and I believed her. That weekend, when I was home, those “eels” broke through the foam box. They weren’t eels at all. They were highly venomous cobras and kraits. Three visiting girls were bitten. One lost a limb and the other two sustained permanent kidney damage. But Chloe hid behind the scenes, completely absolving herself. She cried to the police, “I bought eels! Maya must have been jealous of me and swapped my eels with poisonous snakes to get back at everyone!” Her parents made a huge scene, pinning all the blame on me. My parents, desperate to protect me, sold our only house for compensation, only to face endless abuse afterward. I tried to explain, but no one believed me. Because at school, I was just a quiet, almost invisible bookworm, while Chloe was the beautiful gymnastics team captain. Just then, my phone vibrated. Chloe sent a voice message. “Maya, help me keep them safe, okay? These are very delicate little eels, don’t let them get cold.” I sneered and replied, “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of them for you.” Chloe didn’t reply again. She was probably busy on a date with her rich boyfriend. This time, I didn’t lock the box in my wardrobe as I had in my past life. Instead, I went straight to Chloe’s bed and lifted her duvet. I slid the foam box inside. To a casual glance, it would look like nothing more than a pillow or a pile of unfolded pajamas. A faint rustling came from inside the box. It was the restless stirring of cold blooded creatures sensing warmth. The venomous snakes, on the verge of hibernation, were slowly being roused to activity. After doing all that, I returned to my desk and put on my noise-canceling headphones. Inside the box, the snakes were slowly stretching, flicking their tongues. Waiting for their owner.
At 3 PM, the roar of a sports car echoed from downstairs. Chloe, impeccably made up, walked into the dorm, arm-in-arm with her new wealthy boyfriend. The first thing she did wasn’t to check on her package. Instead, she tossed the designer bag her boyfriend bought her onto the desk, her eyes filled with disdain for poor students like me. “Liam bought me another pile of bags. I’m exhausted. Maya, are you still reading? Haven’t you gotten a boyfriend yet?” She touched up her makeup, deliberately raising her voice. “Where are the eels I asked you to keep for me? Those are important biological experiment samples.” I closed my book and pointed toward her bed. “Didn’t you say they needed constant temperature? Your bed is the warmest spot in the room, so I put them in your duvet.” Chloe’s face fell. A sharp shriek tore through the air. “Are you out of your mind?! That’s brand new silk! If you stain it, you could never afford to replace it!” She rushed over, ready to rip the duvet off the bed. Her hand froze in mid air. It seemed she had suddenly remembered what was inside the box: poisonous snakes. She glanced back at her boyfriend, then at me, her eyes darting nervously. Her boyfriend curiously leaned closer. “Chloe, what kind of eels are so precious? Let me see them? Wouldn’t want them to die.” Saying this, he reached out to lift the duvet. Chloe’s face went pale with fright, and she quickly blocked the bed. “Oh, come on! They’re just experiment samples, they’re gross, don’t look!” Her panicked appearance made it obvious to anyone with eyes that something was wrong. I seized the moment to twist the knife. “Chloe, didn’t you ask Professor Evans for leave, saying you didn’t want to attend next month’s biology lab? Why are you suddenly buying experiment samples?” Chloe glared at me fiercely. “I suddenly changed my mind. What’s it to you?” Her boyfriend looked a bit confused but didn’t press the issue. “Okay, then hurry up and take them out before you really mess up the bed.” Chloe had no choice but to brace herself and reach for them. She cautiously extended her hand into the duvet. I retreated a few steps, putting as much distance as possible between myself and her bed. By now, those snakes must have all woken up. She plopped down on the bed, right next to the foam box. She tried to block her boyfriend’s view with her body, hoping to secretly move the box out. “Ah!” She suddenly sprang up, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Her face was ghost-white, and she clutched her butt. “What’s wrong?” Her boyfriend jumped in surprise. Chloe forced a smile, cold sweat beading on her forehead. “N-nothing, just a static shock.” But I saw it clearly. She had just sat directly on the foam box. My heart pounded. The foam box was probably already ripped open. Beneath the duvet, the snakes had clearly crawled out of the box. From a distance, I saw ripples moving across the duvet. Chloe’s body was rigid, both her legs trembling. Yet, she dared not move, nor dared to scream. Because once she threw back the duvet, her lie, and the truth about her buying poisonous snakes, would be exposed to her boyfriend. A superficial girl like her feared nothing more than losing face in front of her rich boyfriend. Even if it meant risking her life.
Chloe found an excuse to send her boyfriend away. The moment the dorm door closed, her face changed instantly. The delicate demeanor was gone, replaced by a vicious snarl. “Maya, are you doing this on purpose? Are you trying to kill me?” She roared in a low voice, but dared not approach the bed by even half a step. I innocently spread my hands. “I didn’t expect you to sit right on it.” Chloe’s chest heaved with rage. She stared intently at the pink duvet, wanting to take the box out. But her hand reached out a few times, then recoiled in fear. Just then, a few girls from the next dorm dropped by. “Chloe, we heard your boyfriend bought you a new bag? Let’s see it!” Chloe’s eyes swept the room. Then, without warning, she burst into tears. “Waaah…my necklace! My Tiffany necklace is missing!” Her abrupt wailing made the other girls jump. “What happened? Where did you lose it?” Chloe pointed at me, crying dramatically, tears streaming down her face. “It was right here in the dorm! Maya was the only one here just now!” “Maya, I know you’re jealous I got a scholarship, and you’re jealous I have a boyfriend.” “But you can’t steal my necklace! That was my birthday gift from my boyfriend!” The unsuspecting classmates gathered around. Everyone knew Chloe lived a lavish lifestyle, and they all assumed I was a poor student. So, under Chloe’s manipulation, the girls quickly believed her lies. “Maya, if you took it, just hand it over. We’re all classmates here.” “Exactly, how can you be a thief?” Seeing public opinion shift in her favor, Chloe became even more agitated. “Everyone, judge for yourselves! She messed up my bed and rummaged through my stuff!” “I saw her going through my duvet the moment I walked in!” She wanted to use public opinion to force me out of the dorm. Once she got me out and sent everyone else away, she’d have a chance to dispose of that nest of snakes. Unfortunately, in this life, I wouldn’t be her scapegoat again. I sneered, pulling out my phone. “Since you say I stole something, let’s call the police. And while we’re at it, let’s start a live stream so the whole school can see who the real thief is.” I expertly opened TikTok Live, the hottest live-streaming app. I’d already thought of a title: “Roommate lost her necklace, insists on searching me.” In my past life, she used online public opinion to drive me to my death. In this life, I would make her taste what it felt like to be scrutinized by the entire internet. The moment I went live, the sensational title and local push notifications sent the viewership soaring. Thousands of people tuned in. Chloe hadn’t expected me to be so bold; her face stiffened. “You… what are you doing! That’s privacy invasion!” I aimed the camera at myself, then swept it across the other classmates. “Everyone, Chloe here says I stole her necklace, and now I’m going to prove my innocence.” “In front of the entire internet, you can search me, or my closet, whatever you want.” This move turned the tables, forcing Chloe to continue her act. “Search then! It’s definitely hidden in your closet!” She pointed at my wardrobe, trying to divert everyone’s attention from her bed. I stepped aside generously. “You can search me! But if you don’t find anything, I want you to strip down and search your entire body!” Chloe’s face instantly went pale. Because she was closest to the bed. Amidst the noisy argument, she clearly heard the “hissing” sound coming from under the duvet. It was the prelude to an enraged cobra.
Someone called Professor Evans, who rushed over. The small dorm room was instantly packed with people. The live stream viewership had already surpassed ten thousand. After all, a “dorm room thief” drama never lacked an audience. Chloe looked at Professor Evans, who she usually got along with, as if she’d found a lifeline. After all, Professor Evans had a history of accepting expensive gifts from her. Chloe immediately rushed over, sobbing. “Professor Evans! Maya stole my things and is live-streaming, invading my privacy! Make her turn it off!” Professor Evans frowned upon entering and sternly ordered me. “Maya, turn off your phone! What can’t classmates solve privately? Causing a scene online is inappropriate!” In my past life, I would have cowered and meekly complied. Then they would have bullied me behind closed doors. But now, I had nothing left to lose. I took a step back and raised my phone high. The camera was pointed directly at Professor Evans’s face. “Professor Evans, Chloe just falsely accused me of stealing in front of dozens of people. If I turn off the live stream now, it will look like I am guilty. I need to prove my innocence and defend my reputation in front of everyone watching.” The comments section exploded. “This is so unfair! Why is he demanding she turn off the stream right now?” “Don’t turn it off! We’re your witnesses!” Seeing my unyielding stance, Professor Evans couldn’t openly snatch my phone. She could only say with a dark expression, “Fine, then search! If nothing’s found, I’d like to see how you’ll explain yourself!” “Search!” I pointed at my closet. “Search anywhere.” Professor Evans and the students rummaged through my closet. Apart from a few textbooks and some cheap clothes, they found nothing. The comments started to shift. “Is that Chloe girl delusional?” “Being poor means you steal? What kind of logic is that?” “Her closet is so clean, Maya looks like a tidy girl.” I tidied up my disheveled clothes and slowly approached Chloe. “My innocence is clear. Now, let’s check your bed. Maybe your necklace got caught in your duvet. You have been sitting there since you walked in.” Chloe threw herself in front of her bed, guarding it. Cold sweat had pasted her styled bangs to her forehead, leaving her looking utterly ruined. “No! That’s my privacy! You can’t touch it! My underwear is on my bed!” It was a pathetic excuse. I sneered. We were all women. What was the big deal about a pair of underwear? Professor Evans had lost all patience. She snapped. “What privacy? You didn’t care about privacy when we searched Maya! Hurry up. I have work to do.” She shoved Chloe aside. “Get out of the way!” Chloe stumbled and fell to the floor, her eyes wide with raw despair. Professor Evans grabbed a fistful of the duvet and yanked it back in one violent motion. “Ah!!!” A sharp scream tore through the room
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