Stay Away from the Toxic Roommate

My roommate firmly adhered to the victim-blaming.

When I was stripped and smeared with sexual rumors, she raised her phone to add fuel to the fire.

"It must be that you're too loose. Otherwise, why would they single you out to bully instead of others?"

I was driven to despair, depression, and eventually jumped to my death. She then started a livestream, feigning sympathy while making a fortune out of my tragedy.

When I was reborn, in this new life, I didn't stop the hooligans who were peeking through the crack of the door. Instead, I quickly made up an excuse and went to the washroom.

1.

The wind roared past my ears as I plunged from the high-rise building, and my body felt as if it were shattering with pain.

The next moment, when I opened my eyes again, the familiar changing room came into view.

My mind was a bit hazy, but I immediately realized that I had been reincarnated.

The sunlight spilled onto the floor, making my body feel warm.

I clenched my palm tightly, yet I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cellar because I saw those hooligans peeking outside the door.

I forced myself to suppress the trembling of my body and quickly locked the door of my changing room.

I rushed to my roommate Ava White's changing room and made up a reason to borrow some wet wipes from her.

She looked me up and down, sneering scornfully, "I don't understand why people like you who have periods every month always need wet wipes and sanitary pads. Unlike me, I don't have periods at all. What a carefree life!"

She was crazy!

There were very few college students who didn't have their periods, but someone like her who didn't have it and was even proud of it was really a strange one.

I silently took the wet wipes and moved away from her. At the same time, I deliberately left her changing room door slightly open, creating a crack that was just the right size for the hooligans outside to peek at Ava who was admiring herself in her ballet outfit.

Then I rushed to the washroom.

Ava, this time, it was your turn to endure all this.

2.

Ava was widely recognized as the campus belle with a pure and innocent image.

Her elegant photo in a fitted ballet outfit was even posted on the school's forum.

Because of this, many people started to court her. Leo Smith, the leader of the hooligans outside, was one of her die-hard fans.

In my previous life, I found that Leo had insanely followed Ava to the changing room. Out of roommate loyalty, I bravely stepped forward and loudly stopped him.

Ava then locked the door warily, while Leo glared at me with malice before leaving angrily.

When they couldn't achieve their goal with Ava, they shifted their target to me.

I was forcibly stripped by them. Despite my desperate struggle, I was outnumbered.

When I saw Ava, I thought I had seen a savior.

To my dismay, she hid in the dark, holding her phone to aid them, and deliberately leaked many photos of me being humiliated.

The photos were deliberately leaked by Ava, and rumors about me spread all over the school, leaving me isolated and bullied.

I was mentally broken and confronted Ava, "I'm the victim here. Why are you helping them humiliate me?"

Ava replied casually, "A slut who flirts around. You must have seduced them. Otherwise, why would they single you out to bully instead of others? Even if you're the victim, you must have made mistakes first."

Only then did I realize that she was the one stoking the flames behind the scenes, firmly adhering to the victim-blaming and determined to trample me underfoot.

I chose to end my life by jumping off a building, while Ava started a livestream, feigning sympathy and making a fortune out of my death.

Watching Leo stare intently at Ava outside the door, I smiled.

I was curious to see how you'd get through this without me stepping forward this time.

3.

I hid in the shadows, keeping a close eye on Leo's every move.

Meanwhile, I had my phone's screen recording function on to record everything.

Leo had his underlings stand guard at the door while he sneaked into Ava's changing room.

Soon, cries for help came from Ava's changing room.

Then, the lewd laughter of men could be heard.

My hand trembled with excitement as I held the phone.

Cry as much as you like. The more pitifully she cried, the more excited I felt.

Compared with what I had endured, this was far from sufficient.

Leo was distracted for a moment, and Ava, with her clothes in disarray, ran out, shouting for help.

By now, all the students had already gone to the ballet class, but Ava had lingered, wanting to put on her makeup and forcing me to stay with her.

I had already found an excuse to hide myself. Leo's underlings quickly reacted and immediately pinned Ava down.

Just like in my previous life, they committed atrocities on her. Leo, with an evil look on his face, straddled Ava and pulled her hair.

"Looking so innocent, aren't you just trying to tempt me? Why are you pretending?"

Ava struggled in desperation, silently weeping.

Her tears only made Leo lose his self-control even more.

It was time for me to step in, but I wouldn't be so stupid as to confront them head-on this time.

I put away my phone, cupped my hands around my mouth like a megaphone, and shouted, "The teacher's coming!"

Leo, who was about to take further action, was startled and quickly climbed off Ava.

He glared at Ava. "You're lucky today. Next time, I'll make sure to enjoy you thoroughly."

After they left, Ava was lying on the ground with her hair in disarray, as limp as a dead fish.

Seeing me coming over, she said venomously, "If you hadn't left suddenly, I wouldn't have been humiliated like this. It's all your fault, you wretched thing!"

Oh, she was determined to drag me down even if it meant going down with herself.

I crouched down and looked her over, clicked my tongue, and threw her words from my past life right back at her word for word: "You must have seduced them. Otherwise, why would they single you out to bully instead of others?"

I returned every word she had said to me in my past life.

Ava was stunned for a moment, then glared at me through gritted teeth, saying, "You did it on purpose. I'll go and tell the teacher!"

I shrugged my shoulders innocently, indicating for her to go ahead.