Snatching My Grad Spot With Sex Toys

I found myself reborn at the moment Gillian Cook, my roommate, tried to trick me into joining the group order.

Gillian was going through my shopping app, looking for something I could buy to help us reach the discount threshold.

"You're buying these tissues, right, Hannah? We can do a group order, then! They're usually seven dollars, but with the group order, they'll only cost five dollars! I'll go ahead and place the order for you!"

I immediately turned her down. "It's fine. If I run out of tissues, I'll just buy some at the supermarket. I mean, our dorm isn't that big. It's not worth saving a bit of money if it means taking up space."

Gillian looked visibly displeased when I refused her outright, but she reined in her temper and continued trying to talk me into the group order.

I looked at Gillian and scoffed inwardly. She had always been hot-tempered and would throw a fit whenever things didn't go her way, so her patience this time was practically unheard of. It was ridiculous how clear her real motive was, yet in my past life, I didn't suspect a thing.

"What's gotten into you, Hannah? Gillian is only trying to help you save money by having you join the group order! Why are you being so difficult?" Sabrina Lane, Gillian's best friend, jumped in to convince me, acting all sweet and helpful.

"If you don't want to deal with carrying the package back, I'll bring it for you, Hannah."

They tag-teamed me, pressuring me to join the group order, so I just put on my earphones and ignored them completely.

In my past life, they pressured me until I gave in. I figured joining the group order to get the discount was harmless, so I agreed.

Yet, when I went to pick up the package at the campus mailroom, I found that the tissues I ordered had been replaced with a box of adult toys—and worst of all, their packaging had already been torn open, leaving them in plain view for everyone to see.

I vividly remembered how the people around me pointed at me and talked about me.

"Who would've thought such a quiet, innocent-looking woman could be this wild in private? Those adult toys aren't exactly mild, either!"

"Isn't she being too promiscuous? I can't believe someone like that attends this university!"

"You shouldn't use those toys, sweetheart. I'd be more than happy to help, so come to me instead!"

"Exactly! How much do you charge per night?"

"Go ask around on the campus confessions page! I'm sure someone is bound to know her, especially given how wild she is!"

I had never encountered anything like that before, so I didn't know what to do. I had no choice but to repeatedly tell everyone that the items weren't mine.

I spotted Gillian in the crowd and wanted her to testify for me. "You're my roommate, Gillian! You know there's absolutely no way these belong to me!"

Gillian, however, showed them the group-order record and said matter-of-factly, "It's no big deal, Hannah! We're all grown-ups here, so there's nothing wrong with using a few adult toys! There's nothing to be embarrassed about! You should be upfront about it instead!"

She openly announced to everyone at the campus mailroom, "These toys are nothing! Hannah's sex drive is through the roof! She doesn't just have a boyfriend—she hooks up with multiple men every week!"

Gillian's statement not only cemented the idea that the adult toys were mine but also branded me as someone promiscuous.

Plenty of people got my contact information from the delivery label and sent me explicit messages. They began harassing my friends and doxxed my personal information online when they couldn't reach me.

Samuel Hunter, my boyfriend, also broke up with me because he believed Gillian's claims that I had cheated on him. He wouldn't even listen to any of my explanations.

Not only was I publicly shamed on the campus confessions page, but I also got doxxed and was subjected to online harassment.

My name, Hannah Shaw, eventually became synonymous with the word "slut".

I didn't even dare to set foot outside or look at my phone anymore after that, which eventually caused my grades to take a nosedive. I fell into severe depression after losing my early admission offer to grad school and jumped from a campus building.

Yet despite that, the online abuse persisted, with the people harassing me and calling me a slut turning their attacks on my parents as well.

Gillian, having stolen my early admission offer, got into the grad school I had set my sights on and had a brilliant future ahead of her.

She even used me as a conversation starter after my death. "Do you know Hannah Shaw? She used to be my roommate back then. It's such a shame that she's dead. Otherwise, I could've introduced you to her."

In this life, I didn't just want to reclaim what was mine. I was going to ruin Gillian's reputation once and for all.