เข้าสู่ระบบOn the third day after receiving our college acceptance letters, the most popular student in school, Natalie Simmons, proposes something in our class group chat. "We're all adults now, and we've already been accepted into college. We should do something exciting before the semester begins. Let's put on a show and stage a fake bank heist. It'll be fun." In my last life, I make 23 phone calls in a row and confiscate every prop they plan to use. No one gets hurt. But Natalie becomes the target of criticism from parents and teachers. She sinks into depression and eventually jumps into a lake. The entire class blames me and hates me. At our graduation dinner, they force a whole bottle of liquor down my throat. Then, they say they're taking me to the riverside to sober up. When I wake up, I'm in the river. Water fills my lungs, freezing cold. The news report summed up my life in five words. "Drunk Man Falls Into River." When I open my eyes again, my phone is vibrating. The very first message in the group chat is Natalie's proposal. This time, I don't say anything. I take screenshots and save copies.
ดูเพิ่มเติมIn September, I started college as planned.On the first day of military training, the sun was brutal. The instructor barked for us to stand at attention, and sweat trickled down past my ears and into my collar.I didn't move.Compared to the feeling of my lungs filling with water in my past life, a little heat was nothing.During our first public safety lecture, the professor discussed a case study. In the lecture slides, the bank's name had been blurred out, but I recognized the entrance immediately."22 college admissions were revoked. Three armed robbers were arrested. The outcome changed because one person made a phone call three days in advance."The classroom began buzzing."What kind of person would call the police first before trying harder to talk their friends out of it?""It sounds like he was just waiting for the whole thing to blow up.""That's terrifying. This person is inhuman."The professor let them finish before moving on to the next slide. Displayed across
After the police statement was released, public opinion flipped overnight.Someone gathered my entire evidence trail and posted a long thread, saying, "This guy wrapped himself in body armor and still nearly got shot through it. I feel bad for him."The post was shared more than 40 thousand times.Natalie's mother's long essay suddenly disappeared. Parents who had scolded me blocked me.That night, Mom knocked on my bedroom door. She came in carrying a plate of cut fruit and sat beside my bed. For a long time, she didn't say anything.Then, she finally spoke. "The day you made the police report, I said a lot of things I shouldn't have." She turned her phone around, showing the post with 40 thousand shares. "I didn't realize you had thought this far ahead."I opened my mouth to answer, then swallowed back my words.In my previous life, after they pulled my body from the river, Mom sat in front of my funeral portrait all night. She aged years over the next few days.In this lif
I sent the recordings of my calls with Mr. Zeller to the dean."More than twenty incoming college students are planning to rob a bank and livestream it?""They said they're just filming a prank video. The water guns contain water. The masks and robbery language are just for dramatic effect. The things said in the group chat were just jokes.""They're young. They just finished high school. It's normal to exaggerate a little."Then, I sent screenshots showing the exact moment I sent the PDF file and suspicious accounts to Mr. Zeller, and the exact timestamps showing he'd read them.Silence stretched on for a long moment before the dean finally spoke again. "The school will conduct a new review."I said, "If the school continues to imply that I'm responsible for this, I'll release all my evidence publicly."Two hours later, the school issued an official statement."Student Ethan Brooks reported the situation to his homeroom teacher in advance and also notified law enforcement. The
The first thing I opened was the class group chat log. It showed that Natalie had uploaded the PDF file, Dylan's argument that "it wasn't a real robbery anyway", and that Ryan had insisted I stand in the front.I showed screenshots of messages from classmates demanding that I join after I had refused.Ryan's private messages were there too. From "We've been friends since we were kids" to "Don't make the whole class turn against you". And finally, the note he'd shoved through my door that read, "Friday, 2:00 pm, Middleton Street Branch. If you don't come, the whole class will gather at your house."Then, there was the recording of my call with Mr. Zeller. At the beginning, he was shocked. But later, he accused me of overreacting, snitching, and disrupting unity.Next was the recording of Natalie's mother, in which she had said, "So what if she wrote it? It's not a real robbery! You're the real culprit by reporting the matter."The clearest piece of evidence was the video recorded o












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