I Harvest the Reverse Harem My Roommate Built With My Identity

My in-game ID in "Galaxy Rim" was "Moonwalker," and I was the top-paying mage on the entire server.

Half a month ago, my Alien-brand computer had been sent in for repairs, so I had borrowed Stacy's cheap laptop once. I never expected her to secretly save my password. Not only did she steal my account, but she also secretly saved my aesthetic social media photos that were only visible for three days, used them to present herself as a rich and beautiful girl, and started flirting with multiple players in the game at once.

Stacy stood in front of the mirror, lightly applying her lipstick. What she was wearing was even my white designer dress that was still hanging in the closet with the tags untouched.

"Heather, I've got an interview this afternoon. I'll borrow your dress," she said, turning around with an innocent smile.

I looked at her coldly with a faint mocking smile.

"Sure. Good luck with your interview."

After Stacy left, I immediately opened my closet. An interview? I bet she was going to meet my in-game romance.

I chose a highly alluring fitted red velvet spaghetti-strap dress and applied bold, striking makeup. In the mirror, my red lips curved slightly. I looked stunning, confident, and unapologetically bold.

Since Stacy liked pretending to be me in online relationships, I decided to beat her to it.

At 1:30 pm, I arrived at the Riche Cafe near the school 30 minutes early.

I immediately noticed Lewis Johnes sitting by the window.

He was the school's famously cold law department heartthrob and the top swordsman in the game. At that moment, he was looking at his phone, with a rare hint of anticipation in his eyes.

I walked toward him confidently in my four-inch heels and sat down across from him.

A light rose scent lingered in the air. Lewis frowned slightly and looked up out of instinct. The instant he saw my face, he froze in place.

"Holy crap, why is Heather here already?"

"Wasn't she supposed to be in the dorm resetting her account? Why did the plot change?"

"Oh my god, Heather's outfit is insane. She looks exactly like the rich, glamorous girl in the photos."

I rested my chin on one hand and looked at him with a faint smile. "Have you been waiting long?"

Lewis's ears turned red at once. He sat up a bit straighter, though a trace of nervousness still showed in his voice. "You're Moonwalker? Your voice sounds different from the game."

Comments continued to scroll past.

"She slipped up."

"Our main girl chats with top players all the time. Of course, he can tell voices apart."

I gave a soft laugh. "I use a voice changer in the game."

Then I casually mentioned details that only the two of us would know.

"During last week's cross-server battle, you took three ultimate spells from the opposing mage just to save me. I still haven't repaired that epic-tier longsword that dropped."

Lewis's eyes lit up immediately.

His usual cold, aloof expression vanished, replaced by genuine surprise and excitement.

"It really is you. You look even better than your photos, easily a hundred times better."

The comments erupted in outrage.

"Holy crap, Heather really has no shame."

"Everyone, calm down. Stacy will be here in five seconds."

At that moment, the cafe door opened.

Stacy ran in, soaked in sweat, still wearing my ill-fitting white dress.